Beneath bronzed bracken fronds are formed
tracks left by frenzied creatures as
the rising sun proclaims the morn
the time for foraging now is passed
beneath drooping eyelids, bellies full
warm, grass-lined burrows gently call
for now their long night’s work is done
they again await the setting sun
Filed under nature inspired, Self compositions
Though the clocks have been put back one hour
I hope it will not affect adversely our
custom whereby we British pour
ourselves a cup of tea around four
on each weekday afternoon
often in the drawing room
although this demonstration of English taste
seems to have been rather displaced
such beverage would not be complete
without a tray of dainties to eat
and if you decided you would risk it
you could choose to dunk a biscuit
Filed under Self compositions
I took a drive out on Sunday last
passing places I used to know so well
then stopped and stared my mind aghast
remembered things I still could not tell
even though many years have passed
since I last went through those gates to hell
but now with chains and padlocks sealed
the stark gates looking forlorn and sad
and though they say that time will heal
I looked and actually felt quite glad
the message here could not be clearer
surely this is the end of a great era.
Filed under Self compositions
The glow worm is a quite
small bug that goes out at night
he has a luminous bum
to invite females to come
and check out the eerie green light.
Filed under Factual, nature inspired, On the lines of romance, Self compositions
Humpty Dumpty one day took his bird
to somewhere quiet so as not to be heard
when they had finished what he wanted to do
he got up on the wall to admire the view
and the rest as they say, is history.
Filed under Self compositions
I’d like to impart to you something that I’ve learnt
if it’s a hot, sunny day your plants can get burnt
so leave the door open or perhaps a window instead
but make sure that you close it before you go to bed
for it sometimes gets very cold, especially through the night
and to find your precious plants all dead is not a pretty sight
Filed under Factual, Humorous, Self compositions
If I might take a little of your time
I will introduce you to some friends of mine
they may seem a little creepy to anyone new
but we all get funny after a year or two
sorry I forgot to tell you the price of a bed
they come free but to get in you have to be dead
and I’m afraid you can’t get a single room
it is always quite cosy in the catacomb.
Filed under Humorous, Self compositions
It’s Saturday and it’s time to see
what challenge Sammi Cox has for me,
I might purport to be the best
to try my hand at his test
then it’s published, so sit and wait
to see if any likes I make
then I think well it’s not
how many likes I got,
followers I hope to gain
so next week I try again.
Filed under Self compositions
I will tell you a curious story
The point of it will soon become clear
Not sure if it’s true but this was told to me
So I will just pass on something quite queer
A young girl went riding on her family’s estate
Despite warnings she preferred to ride alone
Now begins the mystery as to her fate
Because on this occasion she didn’t return home
Her riderless pony was found wandering down the lane
And poor Miriam Anne Quinton was never seen again.
Filed under Self compositions, The art of thinking
Finally I am laid to rest
all my worldly cares forgotten
no more will I feel so rotten
as when the pain within my chest
convinced me that it may be best
if I booked in the surgery
my local doctor for to see
and told that I would have to wait
for they were not open till eight
by then it was too late for me.
Filed under Comic verse, No offence intended, Self compositions
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