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Teach Me

Touch me with your body
Share those thoughts that crowd your mind
Warm my heart with that special love
Now that our paths have become entwined.
Teach me how to please you
So that our lives may become enriched
Weave that spell that you weave so well
The spell that has my mind, bewitched.

Share with me your waking hours
So that the dreams I have, ring true.
Help me fill my heart with love
Then share that love with you.
Educate me in your quiet ways
Remove all suspicion from my mind
Teach me control over my wayward tongue
So that I may better serve mankind.

Give unto me your counsel
So that I may better understand
Why truth and love still flourish
In this bigoted land.
Caress me with your soft spoken words
Douse the aggression in my heart
Show me the way to peace and love
That I may be your counterpart.



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A Book of Memories

There is a great reduction in the quality of my life,
These contractions came about on the day I lost my wife.
An abatement, a deflation, of what had gone before,
I'd been pampered, I'd been cherished, I'd been loved and what is more,
I'd been selfish in the taking of all these precious things,
These gifts that had been given freely by my Angel without wings.


I had squandered all the love that had been bestowed on me
A self destructing bankrupt as all the world can see.
It is only on reflection, when the dice of life's been cast
That one is forced to face the truth, or live life in the past.
The past for me was wonderful, years of happiness and love,
We shared those years together and lived life hand in glove.


The past is now just memories, memories I cannot share,
Haunting, lonely memories from those days we were a pair.
Those plans we'd made together, for retirement and old age
Are plans I dare not now recall in case I start to rage.
I cannot control my temper, my frustration knows no bounds,
I snap at my subordinates, when really there's no grounds.


It's time for me to face that truth and get on with my life,
It's time I closed that wondrous book, of the years spent with my wife.
It's now time to face tomorrow and those tasks tomorrow brings,
It's time to seek out happiness, till once more my heart sings.
So with reluctance I close the book at this chapter in my life,
And seal those memories in my heart of Joyce my darling wife.



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Declaration of my Love

I love the way you arrange your hair
With such simplistic style and grace,
And with the minimum of ease
Highlight your wondrous face.
I love the way those dark brown eyes
Reflect the mirror of your soul
And how that inner peace you have
Never seems to lose control.

I love the gentleness of your smile
That's born deep within your eyes,
The radiance of your charisma
That surpasses Nature's own sunrise.
I love your warmth, your understanding,
Of others and their plight,
I love the presence of you by my side
When we go to bed at night.

I love your genuine interest
In all I say and do
I think I love you most of all,
Just because you're you.
No pretentiousness, no self ego
Just an open heart and mind,
Unbiased to the enth degree
You always spoke as you did find.

A confidante to everyone
Who joined our circle as a friend
A counsellor of distinction
When a rift you had to mend.
I love the care you bestow on me
So unselfish, sincere and true,
There is nothing in this crazy world,
For you I would not do.



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A Country Grace

We thank you for the food we eat
Albeit from anothers hands.
Meanwhile we break the stony ground
And sow seed, in these barren lands.
We battle with the elements,
Scorching winds or nightly frost
To save the seeds we've planted
And replace the crops we've lost.

We thank you for the sustenance
Provided for us, here today,
We thank you for this blessing
As we bow our heads to pray.
May the seeds that we have planted
Grow strong and straight and true,
So that when itis time to harvest
We can dedicate our crop to you.

Bless the fare upon this festive board
All a product of thy Grace
Bless us this day our Heavenly Lord
Without favour to any race.
May we all remain your children
Husbands to your promised lands
May we learn to, nuture and protect them,
And thus earn your blessing through our hands.



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‘You are old, Father William’ (1865)

Lewis Carroll


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“You are old, Father William,” the young man said,
“And your hair has become very white;
And yet you incessantly stand on your head –
Do you think, at your age, it is right?”

“In my youth,” Father William replied to his son,
“I feared it might injure the brain;
But, now that I’m perfectly sure I have none,
Why, I do it again and again.”

“You are old,” said the youth, “as I mentioned before,
And have grown most uncommonly fat;
Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door –
Pray, what is the reason of that?”

“In my youth,” said the sage, as he shook his grey locks,
“I kept all my limbs very supple
By the use of this ointment – one shilling the box –
Allow me to sell you a couple?”

“You are old,” said the youth, “and your jaws are too weak
For anything tougher than suet;
Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the beak –
Pray, how did you manage to do it?”

“In my youth,” said his father, “I took to the law,
And argued each case with my wife;
And the muscular strength, which it gave to my jaw,
Has lasted the rest of my life.”

“You are old,” said the youth, “one would hardly suppose
That your eye was as steady as ever;
Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose –
What made you so awfully clever?”

“I have answered three questions, and that is enough,”
Said his father; “don’t give yourself airs!
Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff?
Be off, or I’ll kick you downstairs!”
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did so. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”

—Mark Twain

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That's the way to do it..... nice one Lottie..... I enjoyed that one......

What we have to remember is.............

..............with age comes wisdom (mostly) .. and a lot of other things......

.....................with long medical names attached.
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RESCUED?

He walked the ribboned road alone
Abandoned since his youth
Not much flesh upon his bone
Bad mannered, unkempt, uncouth.
Always nervous and on the move
He had a keen and shifty eye,
Constantly trying to improve
His skills, as the days went by.

Scorned, deserted and left to die
He had resolved to fight and live
This wrong he'd work to rectify,
For in his heart there was love to give.
Alas, despite his vigilance
He was caught, then chained and caged,
Escape would depend upon their diligence
And the strategy he engaged.

He was suspicious of their attitude,
Their food and clean dry straw,
What did they expect, his gratitude
Their clan had statrted this war.
They stood in groups and gawked at him,
Was this to be his epilogue?
Escape from here looked very slim
Now that he was a rescued dog!


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Hepzibar Mary

Ribboned and gleaming
Bright coins cascading
Down by the river
Watch the birds wading.
Snares in the reeds
To catch the unwary
Silent dark sentinal
Hepzibar Mary.
Food for the pot
Nature often provides,
Acceptance of gifts
That are seldom denied.
Taking her dues
Giving thanks rarely,
The world is for living
Says Hepzibar Mary.
Civilisation is a veneer, easily soluble in alcohol.

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That is a punchy little piece...... loved it CD..... thank you...

........at long last we have reciprocation......
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Beauty

Beauty is seen in many guises
A golden sunset, or a starlit sky,
An Angel fish or a coral reef
Seen through the beholder's eye.
Beauty is an abstract thing
And takes up shape within one's mind
A pleasing, pleasurable, experience
Which can rarely be defined.

There is the beauty in a baby's smile
It is there in the written word,
There is beauty in all forms of art,
Or the song of a mocking bird.

Beauty experienced through the sense of touch
Is sensous, hedonistic, pure.
It fills the heart, the soul, the mind
And through one's memory, does endure.
Beauty does more than meet the eye,
It is a quality within all things.
It is enjoyed by all beings living
Be they commoners, or kings.



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Whispers on the Wind

Listen to the whispers
that are borne upon the wind,
Echoing the sighs of Heaven
over a fate that's predestined.
For the moving hand has written
the world's fate amongst the stars,
And the winds oft moan and repeat those words
in their varied repertoires.


Softly like a zephyr's kiss
or loudly as in a gale,
The wind informs the whispering grass
who in turn, repeats the tale.
The trees take up the story,
Hear it rustling through the leaves?
The truth is surely out there
it's only man that disbelieves.....



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A Halloween Visit

A weakened sun slips from the sky
Darkness rules in its place,
The October moon, obscured by cloud
Illuminates not, their face.
For ghosts and ghouls set foot abroad
On this eve of Halloween,
Gathering souls to attend their ball
Via the gates of the guillotine

The dead are raised from their musty graves
As the moon breaks through the cloud
Disturbed at rest, these spectres moan
And the banshee wail out loud.
Pumpkin heads with eyes aflame
Light up the darkness of the night
Witches with their familiars, came
Vampires to kiss, then bite!

A chill wind whistled around my chair
The fire did douse, then die
The Devil emerged from a dank gray mist
Fire raged in his eye.
His hand flicked forth to grasp my arm
I flinched and moved away,
"The Halloween Ball was to have been here tonight,
Shall you send my friends, away?"

A strident, piercing, ringing tone
Dispersed the phantoms of the night
The door bell persisted, so I arose
And once more walked into the light.
I reached the door and threw it open wide
To greet my callers and invite them in
"Trick or treat?" the ghost horde cried
Led by the Devil..... with an impish grin!



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Gabriel's Horn

It's a tale of the Supernatural
That's the tale I wish to tell
Where Ghouls most foul and Ghosties
Came marching right out of Hell.
Fiendish apparitions,
That did stun and shock the mind,
Did freeze the blood within the vein
These forebears of Mankind.

What was it that disturbed them?
Why should they come forth this way?
Bringing with them from THAT place
The debt they must repay.
Was it the Horn of Gabriel
That had summoned those long dead?
Was this the Day of Judgment
Which all Ghosts and Ghoulies dread?

Nay, 'tis but a legend that repeats itself
Each millenium, or there about,
When Ghost and Ghoulies hear the call
And all Hell is emptied out!
Beware of the Supernatural
And the tales that are often told,
For when the Horn of Gabriel sounds
It summons both young and old.



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When I was Here Before

(Reincarnation)



Things are so very different
From when I was here before,
Soaring costs and crime rates
There's even talk of going to war.
There is pestilence and famine,
Unprecedented drought as well as floods
The world has become an ugly place
Bereft of grass, of flowers, of woods.

Modern man has raped the Earth
And laid to waste the furtile plain
He has destroyed the very atmosphere
That did all life sustain.
Things are so very different
From when I was here before,
It will take centuries of healing
To restore life once more.

Things are so very different
I cannot reconcile this scene,
The changes all around me
Are quite abhorrent, in fact, obscene.
I shall forego this reincarnation
And erase the things I saw,
Perhaps one day I may return
To that world I knew, before.
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A Natural Soundbyte


Listen to the whispers
those whispers on the wind,
As it sighs a breath of Heaven
through the trees.
Listen to that rustle
that rustling of the leaves,
Intoning their incantations
to the incumbent birds and bees.

Feel the soft caress
of a summer evening breeze,
As the perfumed zephyr
all but fills the air.
Inhale that gentle sweetness
and with melancholy ease,
Let it disperse existing worry
and all care.

Listen to the crickets
and the lark upon the wing,
As they herald their proclamations
of the day,
Bear witness to their beauty
and the anthems that they sing,
Be not indifferent
to the message they convey.
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November 11th

We will always remember, or so the saying goes
But just what will they remember
That veteran in the ragged clothes?
His medals weighing heavy now
As he stands with a slight list to port
Will they remember what he saw
Or the battles this man fought?

Having secured the peace he returned back home
To the promised land.... he thought
But promises made by Governments
All added up to nought.
No job, no home, no prospects
For this once brave and fighting man
Just a chestful of worthless medals
Not included in the 'peacetime' plan.

Yes we will remember them
And the sacrifices made
But once they are out of uniform
We forget the part they played.
Your old neighbour who lives down the street
What did he do in the war?
Not much? He's such a quiet soul
No he won't speak of what he saw.

Armed forces battle worn and weary
Are remembered on this day
Thereafter they are forgotten
And their achievements locked away
The task they face is a daily one
Facing death throughout the year
When you see that old man and his medals
Do you really care?


Do you?......... Do you really care?
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There is poetry in each one of us
Maybe not the written word
But in the rhythm that flows through our being
In a song that's not always heard
Not all of us are 'published' poets
But we have that rhythm in our soul
If we would but shed our fears
We could easily reach that goal.

Poetry is in its self a therapy
That frees restraints of the mind
It is boundless in its vastness
A bounty to mankind
Poetry is an inner echo
Of what your psyche would love to do
So do not doubt your 'poet's heart'
Let your visions come shining through.


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A Pro fund - ditty
As each day passes we are counseled by those purporting to be a little wiser than ourselves in the art of profundity They always appear to have a small phrase on the tip of their tongue that in their mind fits the occasion. Here are a few of those phrases strung together...


When you are unsure about an action, then refrain and when in doubt about a decision, then abstain. When two quarrel, then both are in the wrong, when adversity attacks, defend through song. Pleasure is seldom found where it is sought, happiness is a commodity that can't be bought. Give every man your ear but not your voice, remember, freedom is a right and not a choice.
If you want your dream to come true, don't oversleep, don't run before you can walk or even creep. Good breeding is the blossom of good sense, let the fruits of honest labour be your defense. Be patient friend, the world is broad and wide, for when your cover's blown, where can you hide?


L.D.B.

TOMORROW

Tomorrow is a day that by definition, will never dawn
Whilst yesterday was a day when tomorrow was its morn
Tomorrow holds our future and yesterday our past,
Why not settle for today and make the present last.

Yesterday is history and has been so since time began
Tomorrow is an abstract time in the mind of every man.
Yesterday holds memories of the tomorrows we endured
But today is the day when things get done, of that be re-assured.

Yesterday is time you've spent learning how to live
Tomorrow is so indeterminate, what else have you to give?
Yesterday you gave it all to that dependent outstretched hand,
Today is what you should settle for, and then life would be grand


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Her First Encounter


The scene, please, you imagine,
Make it as simple as can be.
The place, where you prefer it,
The players, he and she.
Position, she was reclining,
Staring at the ceiling up above.
Music, it was piped
The theme was harmony and love.

She whispered, "Will it hurt much?"
"Of course it won't" said he
"It's a very simple process,
Relax, rely on me."
She said, "I'm rather frightened,
I've never done this sort of thing before,
I've been assured there's nothing like it,
When it's over, will I be sore?"

He started to convince her
That it wouldn't hurt a bit,
She finally consented
And then wholly did submit.
Three, four minutes passed by
And neither spoke a word
It was she that broke the silence,
Her voice was rather blurred.

"It is getting rather painful"
The tears were in her eyes.
"It is hurting quite a bit now,
It must be quite a size."
"Now calm yourself my dear" he said
His face betrayed a grin.
"Relax and let it open,
And then I can get right in."

He adjusted his position
And approached her from behind,
Probing, easing gently,
The right spot for to find.
His grip upon her tightened,
He blocked the ceiling from her view,
All that she could think of was
His eyes are azure blue.

"It's coming now" he said to her
"I know" she thought with bliss
"It is quite a funny feeling
When you're lying back like this."
A spasmodic jerk then shook her
She gave a sudden shout
The experience was over,
Thank the Lord it's out.

Having obliged the sweet young lady
She was reminded of his fee
As would any Dentist
Unless your Dentist's free.



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The Pharaoh's Farewell-

Death comes to him on silent wings
Who dare to disturb the sleep of Kings.
So read the curse in the ancient rite
A threat that's delivered by a single bite.
Let the desert sands embrace the past
Raise not these tombs, for the die is cast.
Those Pharaohs in those far off days
Controlled all destiny, in secret ways.
Devotees of new life, in death
They issued this warning with their dying breath,
"Death comes to him on silent wings
Who dares to disturb the sleep of Kings."



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Gone Fishing.

I looked out of the window
And witnessed an early dawn
Made a decision, to go fishing
And forego cutting the lawn.
My fishing gear was quickly packed
So I set off down the lane,
Huge clouds did soon assemble
A prelude to heavy rain.

I made it to the river bank
Set up my rod and line
Baited my hook and made a cast
Whilst hoping the sun would shine.
Instead I heard the thunder
And then saw the lightning flash,
The wind tore trees up by their root
And they then to earth did crash.

I lay prostrate upon the ground
Almost at one with the sodden grass
Mumbling long forgotten prayers
Praying for that hurricane to pass.
And pass it did....eventually
Wind abating from roar, to whine,
Trudging home I found my fishing rod
With a fat trout upon the line.

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