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I saw you in a dream
Echoing through my head
High on a hill,
Climbing a crag
Cycling on narrow roads
Blossom twined in your hair
Life in the 70’s
All love and peace
Working at Machynlleth
You saw Dylan
At the isle of Wight
Your free spirit
Was my joy untold
When I met you, so bold
Never enough time to be
In that world with you
Dragged into work
Instead of adventure
With you.
Leaf leaves tree
How long will it be
Before naked branches
Are clothed again?
First frost, then rain
Maybe snow will come again.
Icicles hang on gutters
Defrost as cold rain sputters
Then one day a bud bursts open.
Spring comes slowly,
Time is sullen.
In these months leaves are rotten
And autumn colours are forgotten.
Farewell friend
The end….
Some cats avoid rain, take shelter
One of mine must have otter DNA
Who needs a barometer when you have him.
Wet fur = rain
Cold fur = frost
Cold white fur = snow
Warm fur = sunny
Dusty fur = Saharan sand!
Yes he’s a weather forecaster
Though he doesn’t know it,
He’s just come in
Damp.
Life’s a pattern
Like branches and twigs
Trailing through life
First growing bigger
Like the main trunk and boughs
Then petering to smaller stems.
Life follows this pattern, growing
Then diminishing.
Patterns give me hope
I see connections
An intuition of order
Despite a possible chaos.
Patterns in music
Crystals too,
All sorts of things
Some of them new.
I don’t bother with plain
It’s such a pain
Give me gaudy and complex
And intricate not tame!
Purr-atchoo!
Caught mid sneeze
Made me laugh
What a wheeze!
She’s only little
Sneezed three times!
Fast as a flash
From my camera
Sweet, neat, cute.
What is good about having a pet?
When I’m feeling down and lonely
The cat will come to me
He jumps up for a little love
While sitting on my knee
He gives comfort when I am low
Dispels my sadness you see
That little cat who is my pet
Is my truest company.
The world turns,
Cities fight for freedom,
One land or another is overwhelmed.
War, pestilence, natural disasters.
We seem to have all four horsemen
Riding around, a melee of fears?
The question is
What can we do?
Politics and Peace?
Politicians and War?
Who decides,
We do!
Imagine a world of peace
As Lennon sang
Idealistic but needed.
Sleep little cat
Enjoy your rest
Tomorrow you will be at your best,
Having a prowl
Look at that owl?
Seen by moonlight
Stars ever so bright
Having fun and delight
During the night,
So rest and take your ease
Enjoy it, if you please. X
Not been out, not felt well
Achy bones, tummy pain
Been asleep, tired all day
All my foods been thrown away
I feel like s***, I want to cry
I’m fed up and not feeling spry
I’ve done my best but not been blest
With good health? No!
So I’m stressed!
He said that, she said the opposite
People scowl
Cats and dogs growl
It’s all “their” fault
They cause guilt
We want more money
For billionaires…. Funny
Why care for others?
Let’s be selfish, like brothers
Cain and Abel?
It comes down to a pottage mess
And everyone feels duress
But we wait with baited breath
In hope there will be no deaths.
An end to conflict
Restore your peace.
Let’s be friends!
Mallaband-Brown