June 14, 2012

 

 

Mum, Do you have any suggestions

What I can get Dad for Father’s day?

‘Oh, I certainly can think of one or two things

But it’s better that nothing, I say.

 

 Though

 

 How about a course in etiquette

Or in table manners, at least

Then every meal that we sit down to

Wouldn’t be like eating with a beast!

 

Perhaps a secret ‘Make over’ day

Like the ones you see on the telly

Where they give men back their self esteem

And instantly reduce their belly

 

How about getting him some new socks

Or even a tie in the sale

Or a ‘brick’ to put through his computer screen

Now that really would get him to wail.

 

He’s always been interested in Sci-Fi

So get him a trip to the moon

I think it’ll be rather expensive

So make it ‘one way’ and make it soon

 

Oh, I really don’t know darling daughter

So it’s best that I leave it up to you

Because if I get involved, and get it all wrong

He’ll say ‘Typical, your mother hasn’t a clue’.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The toast has all gone soggy

The cereal has turned to mush.

It’s always the same at breakfast time,

as we charge about in a manic rush

 

The trains are always jam packed

And on the motorway there’s a crash

It’s a miracle we get to work on time.

as we set about our daily dash

 

The planes have all been diverted

Some cancelled because of the fog

It’s a clever man who dons a track suit,

and to the office, decides to jog.

 

Some folks leave their cars at home

and stick up their thumbs in hope of a hike

Whilst fitter people than you and I

prefer to get there by bike

 

But get there we do, any which way,

we complete the daily grind

Like an army of ants going underground

as we slowly go out of our mind

 

 

 

 

 

 

Patience paved the way but

prompt action saved the day

The vulnerability in the balance

can be the price we pay.

 

 

June 12, 2012

 

 

I can now stare up at the window

where, once you waved me goodbye.

 

I can now visit shops we frequented

without a tear in my eye.

 

I can now pick up your recipe book

and copy your rhubarb pie.

 

But can I go a day without missing you?

Have you ever known me to lie?

 

 

 

 

 

There’s birth and there’s death,

and in the middle is

uncertainty.

 

 

 

 

Do not fear tomorrow

Just peacefully rest your head,

and sleep until the morning is with you

Then happily dance out of bed.

 

Feeling refreshed and invigorated,

like a nymph, swinging on a gossamer thread

Let your anxieties and cares go windward

and choose the positive route instead.

 

‘Life’s gone in a flash’, old folk’s tell us.

We shrug our shoulders and think, ‘Oh, Get real’

But before we know it, another decade has gone,

and we begin to know how they feel.

 

So do not fear tomorrow

Every second is priceless, be told.

Make all of your time count for something

There’s more to life than a pot of gold.

 

 

 

 

Lust and all it’s aggravation

The dark side of the mind

I could fill a thousand rivers

With the tears for you, I’ve pined.

 

 

 

 

With the question of why, never answered

Endless conclusions all seem too real

As fact and fiction merge into each other

The Press, out of it, make a meal.

 

 

 

 

 

Sorry, did you just say sorry?

Well that makes two of us, in actual fact.

Worried, did you just say worried?

No, only one of us, with pain is racked.

 

 

 

 

When flesh is no longer touchable,

and air kisses have blown out to sea.

The memory of you will still linger,

forever in the heart of me.

 

 

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