I've been seeing lightning
Even through sunny days
Black dots and floaties
Moving around my eyes
Thought they were black birds
Thought they were wriggly worms
Tricking my very senses
With their crazy moving forms
My vision has been blurry
Over the past few months it seems
Brightened images I've been seeing
In the distance, everything gleams
Went to the doctor; the optometrist
Had my eyes checked; light beams
Shone into my poor eyes
Found the culprit; behind the scenes
A slight detachment of my retina
Was the cause of my unhappiness
Nothing really to worry about she said
But keep in mind this; lower your stress
If it should get worse; lightning storms
Many black spots; much increased
Get to the hospital please do not delay
For then you will surely be unimpressed
Your retina wil be in distress
Your vision in peril it's true
Get to the nearest hospital
Only they will be able to help you
Friday, 31 March 2017
Love me hate me
Love me hate me
Call me what you like
I will not surrender
No matter how deep you strike
Yes I've made errors
Yes I am imperfect; oh indeed
What right have you to judge me?
After all 'tis you who made me bleed
I love you; but do not have to like you
Though you are of my seed
Oh viper you have burned me
How nasty you have turned
Call me selfish; greedy; liar
When it is you who stole with greed
Look at your own reflection
See the person you've become
You need some introspection
For 'tis you have aimed the gun...
Call me what you like
I will not surrender
No matter how deep you strike
Yes I've made errors
Yes I am imperfect; oh indeed
What right have you to judge me?
After all 'tis you who made me bleed
I love you; but do not have to like you
Though you are of my seed
Oh viper you have burned me
How nasty you have turned
Call me selfish; greedy; liar
When it is you who stole with greed
Look at your own reflection
See the person you've become
You need some introspection
For 'tis you have aimed the gun...
Morning bliss
Early in the darkest morning
My lover comes in to me
Bringing a new day's dawning
Sunshine upon the softest breeze
Sweet lips gently probing
My mind awakens to his kiss
Warm hands caress my silken skin
As love springs forth from within
My lover comes in to me
Bringing a new day's dawning
Sunshine upon the softest breeze
Sweet lips gently probing
My mind awakens to his kiss
Warm hands caress my silken skin
As love springs forth from within
Bumblebee delight
Ah to fall into a flower
From the dizziest of heights
To be covered in sweetest pollen
Like a bumblebee in flight
Ah to be enveloped in soft petals
Surrounded by the gentlest of hues
A tiny winged creature lost in slumber
Beneath the deepest of summer blues
From the dizziest of heights
To be covered in sweetest pollen
Like a bumblebee in flight
Ah to be enveloped in soft petals
Surrounded by the gentlest of hues
A tiny winged creature lost in slumber
Beneath the deepest of summer blues
Monday, 27 March 2017
Can't we stop hurting each other
Why can't we stop?
Hurting each other
Why do words
Get in the way?
Why do we pretend?
Why is it a bother
When it is
So easy to say
"I'm sorry"
"I love you"
"Please forgive me"
"Please don't turn away"
Would you even listen?
Would you even let me?
Show how much I care
God help us to recover
From this disease
From this awful malaise
That stops us from
Being loving to each other
In these awful latter days
Hurting each other
Why do words
Get in the way?
Why do we pretend?
Why is it a bother
When it is
So easy to say
"I'm sorry"
"I love you"
"Please forgive me"
"Please don't turn away"
Would you even listen?
Would you even let me?
Show how much I care
God help us to recover
From this disease
From this awful malaise
That stops us from
Being loving to each other
In these awful latter days
Saturday, 11 March 2017
The lake
The lake lays waiting
Calling out to me
Here I swam years ago
Here I could feel free
Darkened skies overhead
Rain threatens to fall
Yet still I've come; you see
These waters; to me call
My children swam here too
Now my grandchildren also
I hear voices echoing
Fond memories I recall
As a child growing up
Over many long years
Here I frolicked joyfully
Here I remember too
As a teenager we gathered
In our cars we drove
Around this lake many times
Just because we could
Laughter echoed into the sky
Just as it does today
Only 'tis other voices laughing now
Precious grandchildren frolicking
Just like I did when I was small
Calling out to me
Here I swam years ago
Here I could feel free
Darkened skies overhead
Rain threatens to fall
Yet still I've come; you see
These waters; to me call
My children swam here too
Now my grandchildren also
I hear voices echoing
Fond memories I recall
As a child growing up
Over many long years
Here I frolicked joyfully
Here I remember too
As a teenager we gathered
In our cars we drove
Around this lake many times
Just because we could
Laughter echoed into the sky
Just as it does today
Only 'tis other voices laughing now
Precious grandchildren frolicking
Just like I did when I was small
She cries her tears
She works each day
Gets on with her life
But inside she cries
Loving Nana and wife
She cuddles them close
As they fall asleep
She leaves the room
She cannot sleep
In another room
She cries her tears
Where nobody hears
Inside she keeps her fears
For soon she knows they will go
Far away to a land of winter snow
Hot summer sun will scorch them too
What is this poor Nana to do?
So she pretends that it's alright
As she struggles to sleep at night
And she cries her tears
When nobody is around
Yes she cries her tears
When nobody hears
God knows her inner fears
Gets on with her life
But inside she cries
Loving Nana and wife
She cuddles them close
As they fall asleep
She leaves the room
She cannot sleep
In another room
She cries her tears
Where nobody hears
Inside she keeps her fears
For soon she knows they will go
Far away to a land of winter snow
Hot summer sun will scorch them too
What is this poor Nana to do?
So she pretends that it's alright
As she struggles to sleep at night
And she cries her tears
When nobody is around
Yes she cries her tears
When nobody hears
God knows her inner fears
Friday, 10 March 2017
Tranquility base
Tranquility among the pain
Peace amid the strain
A little bubble is all I ask
Before it begins again
Through the eye of the storm
A tornado blows me round
Only the good Lord knows
How my soul remains sound
Inside my head a whirlwind goes
Thoughts in transit; then in repose
I may seem unruffled; may seem blessed
But this inner peace; is sacrosanct
My dearest angels; they assist
I feel their gentlest loving touch
The softest sweetest carress
This is my blessing; tranquility base
Peace amid the strain
A little bubble is all I ask
Before it begins again
Through the eye of the storm
A tornado blows me round
Only the good Lord knows
How my soul remains sound
Inside my head a whirlwind goes
Thoughts in transit; then in repose
I may seem unruffled; may seem blessed
But this inner peace; is sacrosanct
My dearest angels; they assist
I feel their gentlest loving touch
The softest sweetest carress
This is my blessing; tranquility base
Thursday, 9 March 2017
My hands are yours
My hands are yours mum
I see in them your lines
The same bone structure
The same skin; nails
As I held your tired hands
Those last few times, mum
I felt your warmth; your love
Now they are here to remind me
Of your earthly days
Though I cannot touch you
Though you have gone from me
Here in these hands of mine
I see; I feel; you; within me
I feel your bloodline pulsing
Your genes make me who I am
For your precious loving hands
I thank you...
I see in them your lines
The same bone structure
The same skin; nails
As I held your tired hands
Those last few times, mum
I felt your warmth; your love
Now they are here to remind me
Of your earthly days
Though I cannot touch you
Though you have gone from me
Here in these hands of mine
I see; I feel; you; within me
I feel your bloodline pulsing
Your genes make me who I am
For your precious loving hands
I thank you...
Friday, 3 March 2017
The artist
Upon canvas; board; paper too
The artist captures you
Oils, charcoal; pencils, paint
Brushes dipped; thick or thin
The portrait emerges from within
A hint of a smile upon her dial
A touch of colour upon soft cheek
Layers of tints; bring forth the face
Amid flowing hair; draped; curled
Such pleasant beauty; grace
Glows life within those mediums
After sitting still; in tedium
She is captured in still life
Forever there in beauty; his wife
The Photographer
With film in his camera
Ideas within his head
A good photographer
Captures the scenery
Takes the time to shoot
The subject he seeks
Background; framing it
Lighting it; shading it
Searches days; weeks
Until just the right rays
Uplift the scenery
There amid the greenery
His prey; caught upon film
Eyes bright with delight
He shares that precious sight
Ideas within his head
A good photographer
Captures the scenery
Takes the time to shoot
The subject he seeks
Background; framing it
Lighting it; shading it
Searches days; weeks
Until just the right rays
Uplift the scenery
There amid the greenery
His prey; caught upon film
Eyes bright with delight
He shares that precious sight
The railway man
Travelling back through time
Pain; mind rebelling
Against abhorrent crimes
War; the ampi-theatre
Where the acts played out
Cruelty dealt
Without regard for life
Starvation; illness; overwork
All because of higher powers
Lying to their own people
Propaganda; wrong agenda
Many died for little gain
A radio to hear some news
The cause of all their pain
They only sought to escape it all
By hearing a familiar voice
A little news to ease it all
To give a little hope
Anything but to surrender
Anything to help them cope
The Railway Man
Starring Colin Firth
Pain; mind rebelling
Against abhorrent crimes
War; the ampi-theatre
Where the acts played out
Cruelty dealt
Without regard for life
Starvation; illness; overwork
All because of higher powers
Lying to their own people
Propaganda; wrong agenda
Many died for little gain
A radio to hear some news
The cause of all their pain
They only sought to escape it all
By hearing a familiar voice
A little news to ease it all
To give a little hope
Anything but to surrender
Anything to help them cope
The Railway Man
Starring Colin Firth
Still hanging on
Some days I feel like this old tree
Empty of leaves; empty of life
Just barely hanging on...
My roots; my toes
Digging...
Into the soil of my days...
No life left within my veins
Hollow...
Dry...
Yet still there are tears enough to cry
Just barely hanging on...
My roots; my toes
Digging...
Into the soil of my days...
No life left within my veins
Hollow...
Dry...
Yet still there are tears enough to cry
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