hAaapy dAze

 English seaside, is England’s breeze side

Sunshine ice cream big beach , views wide.

Kite flys, (sometimes)

Spades and buckets, gobstoppers suck it

Harbour wall, seagulls call

Fish and chips, grandma sits

 kids run about scream and shout

Wrapped in shawl, cod for all.

1960s digging holes , in the sand don’t feel cold

Great big waves, great big Dave

Boiled egg lunch not my fave,

Sandy blankets, homeward bound is all the rage

Seas still cold, but some are bold

Now waist deep will make you screech

In the distance great big ship.

Aunts will always take dip.

See the dogs race down the sand

Jump for joy balls thrown from hand

Exhausted now they’re all in bed

With seaside dreams inside their heads

30/05/2021.  22:35-22:51

Beeenz

Life is like a plate of beans

Sometimes saucy, sometimes mean

They’re often hot and always tasty

And even warm they make you hasty

Soak them up with nice warm bread

And let them get inside your head

Once bean eaten you feel well fed

But take care if eaten in your bed

Some say they eat them cold

But personally , so I’ve been told,

That consumed like this though still nutritious 

I think that way they’re not delicious .

Beans are always best when hot

A steaming sea straight from the pot

Re heat them though, they’re not the same

Coagulated beans are shame!

But as you eat them think of this

Hot or cold they’re like a kiss

Comforting , familiar taste

But not so good upon the waist 

26/05/2021  22.15- 22.25

bEst FRi. End

 Big brown eyes

A faithful lick a wagging tale 

A playful flick that never fails

Stuck like glue through thick and thin

They’re always there to help you win

A furry friend who questions not

The command you give to make her stop.

A chase around with stick and ball 

In the kitchen in the hall

Up the stairs and on the bed 

In the garden, in the shed

Mad days sad days , always there

To answer  questions and answer  prayers 

A visit short but like a book

always remember her deep soul look

Time to go  she breaks your heart 

But leaves with memories that can’t depart

Sails to the stars and leaves you bereft 

That’s Flo for you the day she left.

GiraaaaaFfE LaaaauGH

 A book of poems on the shelf

That cannot open by itself

But needs a hand to turn the page 

And read words from another age

It’s been sitting there for years

It stands alone amongst its peers

 It’s words forgotten as time marched on

It’s readers some now past and gone

I dare reach and pull it out

The well worn spine cracks with a shout

It now falls open at a page

That’s waited patiently to take the stage

The words are read with tearful eyes

As memory clouds like darken skies

And then my eyes light up the path 

Mr giraffe still makes me laugh 

01/05/2021

ThE PaSs I oN

 Setting suns gently sink into the night 

They leave the world without a light.

To rise again in every dawn with reds that grace the sky each morn.

To caress the world with gentle rays that dance amongst the meadow maze

It warms the earth with gentle care to bring us life that we can share

As I to gaze up into space

The suns warm hands caress my face

And soft soft breezes wipe my brow

I can hear you near me now.

My eyes now closed to feel your touch 

Those soft soft hands I miss so much

Your scent now makes my senses race 

I feel you now beside my face

A quiet whisper wakes the heart 

As lips  close to me now part

 kiss my cheek like lapping waves

Upon the shoreline of my days,

You like the sun go round and round

To bring me dusk and dawns not found

To greet my  eyes with shafts of light

That forever make my life so bright.

19/03/2021 00.05- 00..25

BlAaaCK AnD Why -te?

 Turn around snap a shot

 Catch a smile to be forgot

Suspended now in time forever

Staring from the page together

Looking in or looking out

Not knowing then what’s life’s about

A moment frozen in the frame

For future eyes to play a game

Who is the man who is the girl

What did they do what did unfurl

Did they have kids? Are they still here?

Did she smoke ? did he drink beer?

Whose is the house the background frames

When they were kids did they play games

Or are they strangers in the hour

Caught by accident  in a shower.

Debate will rage for year on year

Who they are and can they hear

But look upon the back now faint 

Their names revealed like long gone saints.

But even then all we have 

two names on a grubby photograph 

To keep us guessing all our lives

Repeat the snap for future eyes.

But looking in you realise 

The boy in there he has your eyes

He has a smile that’s now long gone

The hand that holds the frame is done.

The photograph it captures souls 

It bores its eyes like laser holes

It plays a tune of a past dance

And leaves the viewer in a trance.

FAail. InG aGAaiN

A soldier in a muddy trench 

We watch the film but not the stench

Of comrades drenched in young red blood

That fall unknown in putrid mud

The shells thud is constant measure

Young lives slip as buried treasure

To the earth they disappear 

Leave  sweet hearts in daily fear,

Move on now just a hundred years

And loved ones still are shedding tears

For family that is torn to shreds

While bombs and bullets rain on their heads

But now the foe has changed somewhat 

From expansionistic idiot clots

To sides that are both right and wrong

With different tunes to religious song

As God looks down in true despair 

His children claw and  spit and tear

He gave them home for all to thrive

But split asunder  they connive

Continuing the endless strife

Not heeding cost not heeding  life

To teach the children hate not love

To teach continuously there is no dove

No answer to the different story

They all will die in so called glory

Please talk and stop the madness mind

For Gods sake and for human kind

16/05/2021 20:15- 2042

BReaa.THE BreAtH

Breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out

Measuring the time, measuring the doubt

Measuring the celebration of life within

Breathe out again, breathe in

Step one step two, pacing out another measure

Leave behind our steps for others to treasure

Breathing out our way through paths 

That take us through the light and dark

Breathing in our lovers breath

Breathing out another breath

That takes us closer towards death

Breathing in the scent of spring

Breathe out the winters shivering sting

We breathe our way, breathe out 

Through life’s rich journey with a shout

That in its self breathes out,

As we then breathe deeply again with doubt

So breath you see will hold us all

Together , before we make our fall

And finally like our first breathe in

with our last breath,

Breathe out.

14/5/21 22.00- 22.12

fLoAAAAAAt+ingG

     Disconnect myself from the voice and sound

A conversation that circles round

Familiar tune wanders down the hall

Rest on my ears 

Shafts of sunlight

Dancing dust slips in and out.

Drift off into semi sleep

Mind wanders shallow and deep

Flickering eyelids view the scene

Floors are grey , walls are cream

Soul looks down on sleeping form

Now it’s becoming torn,

Return to flesh to wake and start

Or skip return, and drift apart

Leave the mortal flesh behind

Lying there would be more kind

But there’s plenty left and time to go

Now’s  not the time to leave the show.

Feather music washes down

Wakens me with gentle sound

Soft guitars float and weave 

Their magic dance ,waves like sea

Wake me is it really me

My hands can move and I can feel,

Yes I can feel, I CAN FEEL

The warm warm sun that lights the room

That always saves me from the swoon

14/5/2021 18.15-18.45

T He Aaad /VerT

 The silver frame reflects the girl

Whose body sends me to a whirl,

Around the room and back again

Her beauty drives  me just insane

Her supple lines they dance for me

For my eyes only for to see

She tantalises with her smile

She tempts me with  posing style,

 With lips that draw me in the frame

I stand outside her in the rain,

Wishing dearly  to be there

To caress her body and her hair

To feel her sway and touch my face

As lovers with a warm embrace

To lie beside and breathe her in

Like perfumed meadows of sweetest sin.

LloSs -T hOPe

Ships they come from over the water 

Ships that carry hopes not slaughter.

Ships of peace not ships of war 

Not ships of arms but ships of stores

We all wait hungry on the beach

Watch ships go by beyond our reach

We stand in rags with little hope

Of grasping crumbs from  passing boats

 So called leaders eyes with greed

Snatch the sacks we badly need

To feed the profits we don’t see

They just don’t want us to be free.

Gripped  by hunger , thirst , and death.

Our voices gone with our last breath

Disease and war it seals our fate

And grinds us to a numbing state.

But white or black we all are strong 

And mankind will sometime hear the  song

And one day ships will proudly bear

The aid we need ,and given fair