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crocus buds
crocus buds burst forth
peep and poke through dunes of white
winter bows to spring
when the sun begins to shine again
vital truths on wood-lined paths arise
Wednesday 8th June 2022 6:05 am
Spring's unfurling
When your winter breaks into spring
think of new and wonderful things
while autumn creeps passed your window
break this winter free of sorrow
wait upon seasons - wait on life
live each day loving - escaping
weave each day's new strands - engaging
one day looking back - mem'ries rife.
Sunday 5th June 2022 9:40 am
Do they know it.s Christmas
HAVE YOU EVER HAD ????????
When your house begins to tell you, you dont belong no more
it makes it very clear, you are not welcome anymore
so hints begin to show themselves, subtly at first
then more and more they make it plain its only getting worse
A nice warm house gets colder, the heatings ceased to work
the normal things, like bathroom taps have demons that'll lerk
the toilet s...
Wednesday 18th December 2019 11:51 pm
The Season of cleanse
I hear the pitter patter outside my window
So soothing and melodic to my ears now
The rain outside is pouring down
Creating a melodic soothing sound
I again start to finally breathe
As this cleansing process sets me free
The noise it makes charms me
Often helping me see clearly
I long for Autumn to soon come around
It's the rainy season, I have found
The water trickling from the sky
Has...
Saturday 8th September 2018 11:20 am
Remember the guy
Remember the guy
November the fifth, bonfire night, to celebrate guy and set him alight
Fireworks shooting, up in the night sky, kids watching them going, ever so high
Flashing and banging, exploding in light, giving the kids, a most wonderful sight
The wood is stacked, and been set to flame, for the Children that gathered,
The children that came,
The flames go up licking his feet, burnin...
Monday 10th February 2014 8:36 pm
Confessions Of A Self-Berating Splurger - A seasonal ditty
I know I’ve got a lot of stuff and no, I don’t need much more.
I know advertising’s full of guff and persuasion is what it’s for.
I know others needs are greater, but too often I forget
As I’m a self-berating splurger, oft wracked with deep regret.
No matter if you’re measuring in common, pounds or pence,
Too often it would seem that we have more money than sense.
I kno...
Thursday 27th December 2012 11:11 pm
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