Like many people in Britain I fear
who’ve all been waiting over a year
to see people on the other side of the world
who ran and jumped and bounced and twirled
but quite a few of us in the main
have watched the rowers as they strain
but have any of us ever thought
if they get sore sitting on those thwarts
Filed under Comic verse, Factual, Self compositions
The contestants in Paris to Dakar races
plan their routes on a most sensible basis
that if they are not able to carry any water
when planning their route they oughta
make certain that they can stop at an oasis.
Filed under Comic verse, Humorous, Self compositions
Miniature koi swim
showing off their gold armour
echoing Autumn
Filed under nature inspired, Seasons, Self compositions
Fishermen’s cottages fringe the bay
as the cool evening mist comes down
the lamplighter begins his round
his measured footstep seems to say
the ending of another day
in the cramped parlours fires burn low
shadows form in their fading glow
whiskers twitching mice start to creep
wary of the ginger tom’s leap
knowing that fresh warm blood may flow
Filed under Self compositions
Here’s the story of Nathaniel Quinn
he never did learn how to swim
one day at the lakeside he fell in
and though everyone was looking for him
they never did find poor Nathaniel Quinn
Filed under Comic verse, Humorous, Self compositions
To send the crowd wild
the band must strike the right note
both in harmony
Filed under Self compositions
Two black pens are lined up neatly
as if they haven’t got the time
to start their day and fill the lines
with words that used to flow sweetly
inspiration lost completely
under the desk an empty seat
outside light rain has cleared the street
by now it is too late it seems
to cast aside this dismal scene
and see words appear on blank sheets
Filed under Self compositions
Yesterday I went for a walk to see
what we had always known as the old dead tree
but you can imagine my surprise
at the beautiful sight that met my eyes
I stood and rubbed my eyes in disbelief
every old, twisted limb was coming into leaf
then I remembered what my mother once said
that nothing in nature is completely dead
and when old trees finally fall to the ground
their end of life will benefit all around
Filed under Factual, From the heart, nature inspired, Rural life, Self compositions
Using homespun threads
an intricate web she will weave
before each day breaks
Filed under Factual, Haiku, nature inspired, Self compositions
Does a sparrow chirp
finding no desire to sing
by convention pressed
Filed under Self compositions
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