To thine own self be true of thought (Eternity a friend) And through oneself emotively Survive time to the end The end of what – to where; one asks Does it exist at all One looks on high – what’s there but air Before one stands enthralled See not for nought – the … Continue reading To thine own self be true
the dragonfly hovered the magpie swooped the sunshine lit a spark
There once was an LGBTQ called Tom Who had nothing to wear to the prom It’s gotta be red I’ll wear Bonnie’s instead (Oh was he chuffed once he got her dress on)
The petal falls from a rose – The furrowed brow ages A rift from the base – He considers life’s stages The flower matures – The mind turns to what’s been The petal tumbles to ground – If only he’d seen Its colour and scent – He awakes from a dream … Continue reading Flash from a rose
I was standing by the window in the house that I called home Looking out upon my past embellished on my own My memory spoke clarity – preponderance of good Afresh – anew – the wind blew in experience of should I should – should not oh, time forgot the thunderclap … Continue reading By the window
There was a young lad they called Murray A church-boy from a hilltop in Surrey He looked up at the spire Saw it was on fire And he ran out in one hell of a hurry
An old lady turned one hundred and three Good for her age although she couldn’t see We drank for good cheer (She had one for each year) Ending up under the table with me
I walked through the Pearly Gates leading to Heaven I’d reached the ripe old age of Eighty-Seven I said; Pete; I want my wife I would have kept my old life If I’d known I’d be bunking with my damn neighbour Kevin
There was a young man named Blewitt Who stood on a hilltop in Druitt He measured its height And said with delight It’s not a hill – it’s a mountain – I knew it! picture courtesy of https://www.intofilm.org/films/16055
A man could be seen at the pier every morning Every day someone would notice him yawning Too early? one said The man’s eyes were still red Oh, it’s my wife – she just can’t stand my snoring
