When the pen takes control.

She examined her two rows of iris

radiant in their blue and white

then thought perhaps that she could try this

and it gave her much delight,

for the blood red bloom though not so tall

turned out the most colourful of them all

Down below these planks of wood

cowers a girl who prays she could

break the bonds that hold her tight,

between each plank a chink of light

she above her head can clearly see

that holds the promise to be free,

though thoughts of death may still be near,

thus gently acting to salve her fear

although no matter how bad this may seem

when she awakes will find ‘‘twas just a dream.”

Focus on the king

but the queen holds the power

part of life’s great game

We went down to the woods today and got a big surprise

looking up into the trees we could hardly believe our eyes

for on every branch on every tree

was hanging a piece of crockery

so it seemed we had to assume

that as this is a familiar tune

the teddy bears would be having a picnic.

Nature can survive

when given a little space

shared Earth and future

I knew it was too good to be true. With rising concern for the damage to the planet from fossil fuels I bit the bullet and bought my first electric car. Of course they had always seemed to me to be too expensive but this time it looked like a good deal. The batteries would be charged using solar power, basically free. Of course the downside, which the advertisers didn’t mention was, come sunset and the car is either safely tucked up in the garage or like me, patiently sitting at the side of the road till a new day comes.