Smithereens
Smithereens
The bridge is destroyed
with fallen masonary in the river beneath
The occasional missle or drone shoots past the window
of my multi storied apartment
Where I lay on an unmade bead with soiled sheets
slowly sipping a glass of the finest malt whiskey
It is the last bottle from my hidden store room
where a few other tranquilizing agents are to be found
I am...
Tuesday 31st January 2023 11:01 pm
Wisdom is Born
Wisdom is Born
The varnish of life has given way
to the grains which now hold sway
Twinkling eyes are now gently dimmed
as the beard I wear is seldom trimmed
From this aged and sallow countenance
is a voice worn by years of utterance
But behind these wrinkled features
is the mind of an old and wise teacher
The mortal frame now creaks with age
but a mind...
Tuesday 24th January 2023 2:39 pm
The Bonds of Love
The Bonds of Love
Dear links through which barriers are forged
where time and distance own no score
To those longed for and cherished still hold fast
with unbroken bonds which will forever last
Life nor death can intrude on those we love
a link once established grows further above
Hearts and minds are entwinned as one
family and friends beat on the same drum
...
Saturday 14th January 2023 12:02 pm
Life's Mysteries and Fears
Life's Mysteries and Fears
We walk through the maze of a mysterious life
treading carefully through dangerous mine fields
Confounded by darkness and swirling mists
We awake with trepidation and alertness
and enter the fray with pensive anxiety
Nothing seems to make any sense
Upside down and inside out
we are confused and riddled with doubts
Assailed by fact and...
Saturday 7th January 2023 11:13 pm
Not yet Dead but Buried
Not yet Dead but Buried
A disc jockey once said
"a rave from the grave"
"a revive forty five"
as the turn table began to spin
and the music blared into life
Those of seventy years or more are written off
a generation of little or no value
has beens
They are told they live in the past
the time has come to listen to the present
The voices of youth are the d...
Tuesday 3rd January 2023 10:55 pm
All things are.....
All things are.....
All things are only by comparison
Years ago as a boy I played and stumbled
across the bombed ruins where I lived
It was all I knew and all I could see
The world was like an old sepia photo
we lived in a prefab built on a bomb site
My mother shopped with coupons as food was rationed
we took a rickety old pram to the coal yard
to bring home our coa...
Tuesday 3rd January 2023 1:53 pm
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