April 4, 2012

 

 

Foibles and fantasies

Fresh water fish

Deep sea divers

Survivors, opportunists

Crabs and mollusc

Dolphins leaping

Sharks never sleeping

A universe forgotten

And still we dare to sail on!

 

 

 

 

Fine and dandy

Loose and randy

With legs akimbo

She’ll finish up bandy

 

 

 

April 3, 2012

 

 

Far into the future,

Caught quite unaware,

One day at his face,

She will suddenly stare.

 

Perhaps at the opera,

Or even the races.

Galloping hearts,

And red blushing faces.

 

Feelings still there,

Suppressed through the years.

Scary thoughts indeed

And with them – come tears.

 

 

 

April 2, 2012

 

 

Suet pudding and Eccles cakes

Oh, what goodies Grandma makes.

 

No ready meals in the microwave,

Just wholesome food, for which we rave.

 

No boil in a bag, or defrost is needed,

We asked for apple pie- in fact, we pleaded!

 

Coming through the door the aroma is divine,

And there’s a pot of tea, but never any wine.

 

 On Sundays she cooks beef or perhaps a leg of lamb.

In the week she makes pea soup with a hock of ham.

 

She’s plastered on the butter since I was at her knee,

How heart disease escapes her is a mystery to me!

 

It doesn’t seem to harm the generation she came from

Once a year she goes to Blackpool and strolls along the Prom.

 

Time to listen, she’s never in a mood,

It’s good at Grandma’s ‘cos she cooks real food.

 

Old fashioned values and home baked bread.

Followed by cocoa, taken up to bed.

 

March 31, 2012

 

 

It’s not like it was in my day’,

The old folks are heard to lament.

But they’re not like they were in their day,

Life’s disillusionment’s have left a dent!

 

 

Let the young enjoy their world,

Why not let them do it their way

Set them free to experiment

After all, every dog has it’s day.

 

 

 

 

 

You’re not alone, so don’t feel isolated,

It happens, it’s life.

We are all just as vulnerable.

 

 You just have to deal with it,

Move forward, move on.

We are all at times gullible.

 

 We’ve all been to hell and back.

It’s hollow, it’s dark.

But the crash is recoverable.

 

 

 

The nightmare

The anguish

The bitterness

The hatred

The resentment

The misery

The frustration

The insanity

The imprisonment

The monotony

The boredom

The destruction

The responsibility

The loving

 The End.

 

March 29, 2012

Sometimes in life we meet someone,

Who turns our world around,

By giving us back our self respect

And scraping us off the ground.

 

Sometimes in life we meet someone,

Who is really on our side.

And makes us feel complete again,

By giving us back our pride.

 

Sometimes in life we meet someone,

When our fortunes are running low.

And I’m glad that when it was happening to me,

That you I got to know.

 

 

 

 Until they’ve gone

You never know

The hold they had

On you, and it’s

True we do turn

Into them

How time, so fast, she flew

 

 

 

 

 

Set him free to

Explore the vastness

Give him time to

Discover who he is

Snip the umbilical cord

And pray

 

 

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