My three amigos 

this is a little poem in dedication to my three children, i dont see them as much as i would like, as they live far away and are very busy working but we keep in touch all the time and i look forward to seeing them x
They talked to me

These three little chaps

They would laugh 

And chatter

About this and that

Conversations 

Silly and fun

Their little lives 

Had just begun

Those days

They seem to last forever 

And I would never never 

At that time 

Believe it true 

How grown up

They would become 

Phew!

But time passes

Quickly it does

Lots of fun tears and fuss

Ado about serious things

And laughter 

We all just want

And need 

A happy ever after 

A struggle it has been

With adversity 

All unseen

But today

I’m feeling proud

And I would really like

To say aloud 

To my three amigos

My children as such

How I love you so very much

Each day I dearly think of you

And when I am feeling blue

I remember all our happy days

Which now seem so far away

When you were small

And life was cheerful

If only a little tearful

Then

Now you’re doing good

In the World so wide

Busy bees now

Grown

Not at my side 

But in my heart

Forever it’s true

I love you dearly

Through and through
So take the time to

Just say hi

As you your busy day goes by

When you’re young

Important tasks

Are only but a trivial mask

Cos what’s important 

Is to spend time 

With those you love

As soon

They’re gone

To heaven above

And in your heart

They will surely stay

Until we meet again one day 

As Grandad often said to me

Whilst we were

having cups of tea!

Destiny 

so …do you think your life is mapped out and your destiny is planned? Or do you plan your destiny? Does everything happen for a reason and if so why is that? Why do we have to justify the rubbish things that happen if our with it was meant to be, you are strong so thats why you have been given this awful thing to deal with? Is it really fair? what do you think?
our destiny is in whose hands

the stars above guide the way

to each and every one of us

every single day

what we plan to do

our hopes and dreams

and all these very wonderful schemes

is it too much or just a fuss

that we try to think 

what is the best

and somethings will take the test

it may put us on the brink

as not simple they may be

would i rather just drink tea!

but is our pathway made for us

for real

by something we dont know

is it just a steal

or do we conjure it up ourselves what do you think

that instant karma

that puts us in the pink 

or not so good

when it is blue

so what do you believe

it is 

that makes our pathway

good or just a tis?

Media Magic

this media game is quite dodgy…
really it is you know…
So take it seriously
 And it could cause a terrible blow
To your ego or what?
What? What’s app you say!
What’s app!
Vorail
Zello
Messenger
Twitter
Facebook
They all say “hi”
As I watch the day go by
But what is real?
And what is not?
Are you my friend?
Oh I forgot!
You’ve blocked me
Im in the mute bin again – why?
So now I’ll go away and cry!
She said this
And he said that
Today someone is wearing a different hat!
They swap them daily
There is love then trouble
It all emerges from this media bubble!
I get confused …
Who is my friend?
They often change their tune
So much!
Can drive you round the flipping bend!
So I’ll play some music
Just say “hey!”
Perhaps my knight in shining armour
… will ride by today!
It’s all good fun  .. it is isnt it?!?!
Just a game
Our World will never be the same…
So many people to chat to now
I really don’t see how
There are so many folks with whom I can converse!
Millions!
So I’ll write a poem or just a verse
We’ll share pictures with each other
Causing shock and hails of laughter!
Say meaningful quotes
and jokes so funny
it really will make my day quite sunny
my dinner plate for all to see
my dear little cat
and my dog with a flea!
My family all hide its true
they dont always want to say “hi” to you!
you might not be “cool”
enough you see
if you havent  been out for afternoon tea!
Could even find
Someone
For happy ever after!
Yes … that knight in shining armour!
where is he
now is he really in love with me!
he might pop up here
To wipe away my tear…
or take my imaginary hand
and walk with me across the invisible sand
But today I’ll put the iPad down
I know there is another clown
Sending me messages
or pulling a funny face
or saying daft words
to make me pace
But I really i dont want to talk
And im going for a walk
To see some trees and a field
A lovely wholesome surrounding
Does somehow yield
The simple happiness
to stop my heart from pounding
so i will take some simple steps
it only takes a couple, mind
to leave this social screen behind
And find the place
I once knew
As a child years ago where I grew
So I’ll say fare thee well
My media pals
I won’t be seeing you for a while…
Have a good day
And do be kind
On these social media platforms
Please stay calm dont cause a storm
And have in mind
For the hearts of those behind their profile
They are real souls you know …
So heed them gently do .. as you go
I know some play games
So best just say “boo!”
or “get lost!”
your sanity it could cost!
And take what you hear with a pinch of salt
Or you could be caught
in a net of cross wires
and media trivia
by some teasing twitterer or facebook diva!
It may seem real
It may not..
Who knows
Who cares
It can soon be forgot!
You see the fresh air and countryside call me now
So I will really go this time …
To be alone amid grass and flowers
Rather than with millions on my little phone app
Where there are profiles friendly real  and false …so.. trillions!
And how is that?
The Globes so changed so fast
Will this media magic surely last!
It’s all quite crazy
But I’ll keep my head above the water
Even though it’s quite hazy
We must not falter
And keep life real
It’s no big deal
So wheres my Polly dog?
Off we go for a walk
Let’s talk..
 reality …
and feel that lovely grass beneath my feet
Again..so wonderful
to be free….
of media
and feel the cool breeze on my skin
lets being
to live again….
and if you are in luck
you might bump into a duck!

Life

Sometimes I have such joy and life  in my heart
For Life
My energy is there
My heart is beating
So happy
And so fulfilled
I have done so much
Really.. already ..
The time goes by
So quickly
This life
Should I grow old..
And die .. so soon
But my heart
Wants to go on forever
I have so much to do still
To experience
I dont want to leave
You now
Could I stay a bit longer ?
But my body around my soul
Won’t stay…
And all these memories
Experiences I have
Will be lost
In The the dust
I leave behind
I feel such sorrow today
As I remember my dear mum and dad
As their dust
Fills the sky
With their beautiful souls
Never forgotten
And deep within my blood
That fills my veins
From them
To my children
And so we will live
Forever
If only in a dream
I can remember
My ancestry
In my veins
Flashbacks
Querks
Behaviour
That was theirs
Is mine
Is now yours
My child
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I may lose sight of it….

I once painted in colours bright
I loved the World with all my might
I took photos
still do sometimes …
I studied artist  all round the globe
This was my passion
Not just a fashion
Creation
But now my tears are falling
There is a mist
I don’t like this…
I’d sooner be kissed
With the colours that fed my soul
And gave my goal
A purpose …
And now poetry is filling my mind
As each morning I find
My mist grows greater
The colours are failing
Where once I had a paint brush in hand
Now I am wailing
And ask the powers that be
The same old question
“Why me?”
What purpose is this tiresome road I tred
So difficult and surreal
Is there new dreams to be fed
As I ponder for a while
Really is this the deal?
Where once colours were blended
And to my true feelings
No one really tended…
I sit here alone
In this dreadful time
where my sight defies to
No longer be mine
Whilst those around me fuss argue and bother
In their little words with their own cute wonder
I say “yes of course I’m fine”
“I always am and always will be”
“I’ll get you a cuppa tea,
oh sorry you’ve had a bad day”
“Oh me, have troubles … no way!”
“So… how many sugars do you have in your tea?”
“So sit down and watch the world go round with me….”
“I’m fine…
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Paint a poem

I once painted in colours bright
I loved the World with all my might
I took photos
still do sometimes …
I studied artist  all round the globe
This was my passion
Not just a fashion
Creation
But now my tears are falling
There is a mist
I don’t like this…
I’d sooner be kissed
With the colours that fed my soul
And gave my goal
A purpose …
And now poetry is filling my mind
As each morning I find
My mist grows greater
The colours are failing
Where once I had a paint brush in hand
Now I am wailing
And ask the powers that be
The same old question
“Why me?”
What purpose is this tiresome road I tread
So difficult and surreal
Is there knew dreams to be fed
As I ponder for a while
Really, what is the deal?
This prose fill my head
Where once colours were blended
And to my true feelings
No one really has tended …
I sit here alone
In this dreadful time
Where my sight defies to
No longer be mine
Whilst those around me fuss argue and bother
In their little worlds with their own cute wonder
I say “yes of course I’m fine”
“I always am and always will be”
“I’ll get you a cuppa tea,
oh sorry you’ve had a bad day”
“Oh me, have troubles … no way!”
“So… how many sugars do you have in your tea?”
“So sit down and watch the world go round with me….”
“I’m fine…
so take your time
you may never understand
None of us surely do
what each of our Worlds contain
what dream, thoughts scares or what we must do…
to get through with our woes…. i will listen to you
of course it takes time
And i’d be grateful if you could listen
because im not really that fine
But all things must settle
My paint brush you see
is sketching words now
so fluently!

a love poem…

I have cried an ocean of tears
Will they wash away my fears
And hold the depth
To carry the boat
That brings my true love to me ..
My knight on the highway is lost
And above all cost
Will he find his way to me
Once his sturdy steed is fed
And all amnesty is fled
My arms wait patiently warm
I feel the calm
As he wends his weary way to me