All of hope
Where waters part
To observe the joke
Through the viewfinder
Of life's twisted periscope
Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
Wednesday 21 October 2015
Tuesday 20 October 2015
Length
I am often on my own
Yet I yearn to be alone
I am often in silent reflection
Yet I long for peace, and quiet
Yet I yearn to be alone
I am often in silent reflection
Yet I long for peace, and quiet
Monday 19 October 2015
Club
Someone has to work it out
Fill in the duty roster, allocate the tasks
I put myself down to be the wandering poet
A sort of absent-in-extremis wishy-washy role
Fill in the duty roster, allocate the tasks
I put myself down to be the wandering poet
A sort of absent-in-extremis wishy-washy role
Sunday 18 October 2015
Good Guys Guide to Getting Going
Yes a frost
Also strong sunlight
Rashers of well grilled bacon
Cups of, sweet & strong, hot tea
Also strong sunlight
Rashers of well grilled bacon
Cups of, sweet & strong, hot tea
Saturday 17 October 2015
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