Sunday, January 25, 2015

Sadness fills my heart

Sadness fills my heart
Raven always speaks to me
Looks me in the eye

They do not count or read
But regard me with wisdom
It is a warning

So the trees whisper
Their moans of such discontent
Man you’re such a fool

Signs are all around
Wild dogs sadly shake their heads
But leave me alone

So I close my eyes
Breathe in the wilderness air
I scent trouble now

Gone are the wild bees
There’s so much work to be done
And so little time

On the wide sea's shore
There, dead fish now stare at me 
Man you've caused a stink

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Saturday, January 24, 2015

You are my full moon

That spell you have cast
Now scorches my hearts fibre
I'm glad it does so

You are my full moon
That shines on me when it is dark
Thus easing my mind

In your far off land
Your church bells chime not for me
So far, far away

So what is my aim?
Maybe, one day we will speak
Our sweet words of love

And what is the sign?
Free spirit will you dance now 
Or keep your silence?

But for now, farewell
No more of my trite nonsense
You know me too well

That spell you have cast
Now scorches my hearts fibre
I'm glad it does so

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She smiles shyly

She does not see me
Yet I’m no stranger to her
That makes me so sad

There she goes again
She’s lost deep in her own thoughts
Perhaps she’s in love

I love to watch her
But never guess what she thinks
Singing her own song

Living her own life
Always dreaming her own dreams
What beauty she has

She sees me and waves
So I dare to approach her
She greets me warmly

Do I have a chance?
So I manage to blurt out
“You look so happy”

So she smiles shyly
“It is all a front you know
I’m glad you are here”

We grab a coffee
And spend some time together
I really like her

I’ve been such a fool
How much time have we wasted?
Until now that is

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Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Fashion, a man's view

Men find it hard to see the fashion bent
That all women follow like a scent
To possess a surfeit of clothes to wear
When we would rather see them bare

I confess I do not always think this way
When skimpy beachwear is on display
When awful thoughts I begin to harbour
So I must bathe to dowse my ardour

I would rather spend my cash on booze
And outlay more time on sport or snooze
While rounds of shops we have to probe
Leaving me less space in our wardrobe

Can’t they wear a suit and tie like us?
This would surely stifle all the fuss
Then we could nod our heads in greeting
And bank accounts would be less fleeting

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Better to have fun in life

Oh, how I liked her
It was that look in her eyes
Joyful, frivolous

One to relax with
And whom one could joke and laugh 
Unrefined of course

But to marry her?
Yes, that was the big question
As I held her hand

I stroked her fingers
Better to have fun in life
Be amicable

I gave her a hug
And then kissed her pretty nose
Then heard a tapping

So then looked down
Yes, it was her ring finger
She could read minds too!

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Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Where are we going?

He walked home alone
After they had kissed goodnight
Recalling her words

But they puzzled him
She’d said “Where are we going?”
He had no answer

As he trudged along
The cold wind whipped around him
Just what had she meant?

Was it a concert?
Perhaps a weekend away?
Then the penny dropped

His heart beat faster
Oh! She wants to be married!
It’s too soon surely?

When he got back home
“Just what do you think of Jill?”
He asked his mother

“Yes, she a good lass
Isn't she dating others?”
So he shook his head

She smiled, and then thought
“I always wanted a daughter
We get on well too”

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Sunday, January 18, 2015

Hopeless Romance

I saw her again
After a bit of a break
She lowered her eyes

She knows I like her
But always keeps me at bay
She’s married of course

I’ve flirted with her
Many years without number
It’s a game we play

I kissed her the once
A crowded street, broad daylight
She just whispered “No”

She enjoys the care
But gives no encouragement
Faithful to the end

What hopeless romance 
I hope I am in her dreams 
For she is in mine                                                                                        

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