Our choir is going strong! 25 years of song! We raised the roof tonight. High middle and low… A riot of musical flow. A wonderful sound. Was to be found. …………. …………..As the song goes, open hearts, open minds, open words, open voices!
25 years
Tag: Poem
Being able to learn
What are you most proud of in your life?
I’m proud of having knowledge
I’m proud I can find out
Learning is a thing I love
More than any wealth
Sure that knowledge shared
And study pursued
Is most important.
You may not have gold or power
But try and improve your mind
And after time you will find
The beauty of a thought.
Bike – gone
Green Claude has gone
A Butler of a bike
Shiny chrome
Clip your foot
On its pedals
And fly…
Classic tourer,
Memories of Devon
Yorkshire, Lancashire
Cumbria and environs.
When you stole his bike,
You stole his heart
(for my hubby)
19.10.23
Pain
Pain attacks from different directions
Trundles like an army on alternative fronts
I need to relax
Let my body un-tense
Then the pain flows away
Fear and stress exacerbate
Anxiety cramps me up
But starting to understand
I can calm my impulses
Like a frozen bag of peas
Soothes the army of pain
Descalating aches
Deflating anguish.
Backache
Ouchies it hurts
I’ve slept badly
Twisted and turned
Sat up with the cat
Sitting on my chest.
Feels like it’s breaking
Splitting in half
At waist height
I don’t feel bright!
Ivy flowers
Little spidery flowers
Unfold like sea anemonies
Trapping bees in their anthers.
Pollen spreads to flowers,
Ivy will grow black berries
In the winter.
To go with red holly berries.
“The holly and the ivy
When they are both full grown….. “
Nest
Little blue eggs
What will you be?
When your chicks emerge
Blue bird of happiness?
I hope
Or a kingfisher
Neon bright?
Tiny beings of fluff appear
Blind and hungry
Fed by parents
Blue Phoenix grown
From blue shells
Your imagination
Can choose….
Cat in a box
Cat in a box
Schrodinger knows
Alive or dead?
It will still have
Eight lives left
Quantumly…
Ferns
Fronds, split into feathery leaves.
Under the shade of trees
Unfurl in spring
Like curled question marks
Springing out
Bright green
A lovely scene
Covering the ground
In friendly frothy growth
Alien?
What are you on the roof?
Looking quite aloof!
Are you an alien
Searching for the proof
That human life exists
Among our clouds and mists
What else can you be?
You look odd, you see
Wonder what YOU are?
An an-a-mom-meter!
