Wednesday, December 13, 2017

Celebration of spending

I recall before the world was rich
When I was just a little titch
Celebrations then were very few
For then we had so much more to do
As poverty is like that you know
I remember Christmases long past
My present was new shoes meant to last
Not a big box of creme de menthe
That would be gone in less than a month

But are we as rich as all that now seems
As we waste money beyond our means
Struggling to pay our debts later on
When the bank's credit has now all gone
Celebrations are all ebb and flow
We're told we are happy so think we are
So we are like cogs in a motor car?
Just consumers for rich magnates gain
Who rub their hands quite blind to our pain

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Sunday, December 10, 2017

I know I'm in love

We run down the beach
Reaching the shallows at last
Nudge each other in

We swim out to sea
Into deep darker water
Up to the sandbar

We watch the sailboats
Then turn to assault the waves
Returning to shore

You try to beat me
But I just get to shore first
We seat ourselves down

The sun and wind dry us
You fall asleep snuggling up
I am your puppet

It's often the case
Hope I can afford that risk
I know I'm in love

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Lost pearl

The wild winter winds are cold outside
Rain traces tears down the window pane
Dead leaves swirling in the courtyard
Point their fingers for I am to blame
For she has finally left me here

What a homecoming this is for me
House now shrouded in bleakest darkness
I walk though all the rooms in despair
Each precious moment now crams my brain
The error of my ways is now clear

It was spring when we met that first time
Beautiful the past days seem to be
My mind tries to block out each sad thought
For the affair with that other girl
Lost the richest pearl I held so dear

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Wednesday, December 6, 2017

The mirror and I

The mirror and I have never been friends
I don't see how we can make amends
The image it has provided me with 
Reflects not me but some ugly myth

Perhaps I've seen too many movies
With me a star dating lovey-doveys
I am quite tall surely that must count
But with rippling muscles I really don't

So I shun the looks of that wall hanging
And walk the streets with my heart banging
Smiling eagerly at all the girls
Especially ones with long blonde curls

I don't know what the problem is now
All they do is laugh and jeer, I vow
As in the park the flowers I observe
"Go home granddad, you've got a nerve"

Later that evening the mirror glints
There's an old man in the shadowy tints
I sigh deeply and must accept the truth
I really am an old man now "Strewth!"

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Saturday, December 2, 2017

Winter afternoon

We curl up together
This winter afternoon
With wild winds out of doors
Twigs whipping the window

Your Dad's old clock chimes three
You grunt your approval
As I unfasten your bra
Wanting what I do too

As I lay my head down 
To hear your beating heart
The open fire alone 
Lights up the living room

As dusk falls we make love
Still wrapped up together
Steps outside now rouse us
You jump up and dash off

And the door bell now rings
So have to check the door
The starlit sky reveals
Your parents on the step

I force a smile for them
"Thought we would pay a call"
They said looking so pleased
"Who's that?" I hear you say

"Come on in, the fires lit"
"I'll put the kettle on"
When I take in the tea
Wife grins and winks at me

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The ring on her finger

If you hadn't smiled at me
Election day when we voted
How beautiful were your eyes
You subtly glanced my way
Thinking I must not let her get away

Who cares what party got in
I waited 'til you emerged
You grinned as you saw me there
"That was thirsty work" I said
"Just one" she said  "I've more to do today"

We drove to a drinking spot
Both in our separate cars
"Thanks" she said getting her drink
Sitting in a cosy nook
"It's not often I can escape this way"

'Twas only then I noticed
Fool that I am for sure
The ring now on her finger
She sees me look, sweetly smiles
"Don't worry, it pushes the rest away"

My heart sang a song of love
Surely she heard my thoughts
"I can't exist without you"
For my wishes all came true
"I think the same too" she said, "It's OK"

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Wednesday, November 29, 2017

Just out of reach

They have all come back
Now I am a widower
Bittersweet fortune

I write them emails
They tell me of their children
And their own lives now

Those cute girls at school
Now almost as old as I am
I kissed in the park

Held hands what a treasure
Thinking she might be the one
While at the movies

Touching their fingers
And looking into their eyes
Yes, she was the one

Each breakup sadness
The grief of a teenager
First step to adult

Then they were all gone
Finding the love of your life
Others lost in the mist

Damn the internet
They are back in my life now
But just out of reach

Just where is the one 
That cried so when we parted?
I never found her

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