A peaceful place.
With singing birds
Aloft in the trees.
A shape of calm
Seated meditation
Floral and fluted
Music in mind
Not reality
Four legs stand firm
Support a bent back
Weeping in memory
Of one who has gone.
Who sat here?
Tag: Poetry
No mail…
Three weeks I’ve waited
Waited for my email
Email to be fixed..
Fixed, new phone
Phone number the same
Same…. No email
Email gone, lost
Lost – now connected
Connected, but no email!
For three or four weeks I waited.
The technician was ill
It’ll be fine now
He said this morning…
Now I can send,
But not receive…
Fired up my PC.
3800 emails!
NO!
Retired
How do you balance work and home life?
Balance, what’s that?
Retired: bored or busy?
Sometimes life sucks
Other times it’s lovely.
Time passes quickly
Flowers grow, and fade
Trees shed leaves
And bud.
Stay up late
Lose the daylight
A twylight time?
Prevaricate and regret…
Loss of what’s left…
I should work more
But my mind is tied
In gossamer threads
Of nothing…
Frustrated by
My lack of
Vision and
Determination
To do more…
Follower
Are you a leader or a follower?
I am not a leader,
so I must be a follower?
Following up a hill,
Always behind
Lost in a maze
Following my gaze
Happy to be lead
As long as its fair
and honest advice
Why don’t I lead?
I’m not bombastic
Or over confident.
I can and do try
But I prefer
Supporting
Caring and thoughtful
I hope….
Atoms?
Atoms surge
Vibrate and link
Molecules appear
Crystals, compounds
Quanta of energy
Scrambled electrons
Muons and Gluons
Barely existing.
Tiny and powerful
Forces pulling
and pushing
Making, creating
And destroying
Conservation
Of energy
Universal
Career? What career?
What is your career plan?
My life is like an open flower
Petals may soon drop
A career I had
But it is gone
Retired and tired I am.
Work over now
Unless I have
To seek
A few hours here
A few more there
To keep going on.
I wish I could restart time
And make a change to life
Perhaps the years
I toiled at work
Would have been better spent.
My life was dull
To some extent
I played the game of life
The early morns
The evenings dark
When I came home again.
I’m glad that I escaped to art
And life began once more.
Fed up
If I could spread flowers
Beneath my feet
And perfume the air
If I could make manna
From heaven, fall
If I could grow fruit
With taste and tang, sweet
Surround myself in clouds
Of lovely hue?
I’d STILL
Be fed up!
Hmph!
Eye see
Eye see you looking out at me. What are you? A mishmash? A chimera….
An ape or monkey? Imagined monster, alien symbol.
Is that a volcano or a scientific flask full of acid. How were you created. Are you a figment?
Have you got whiskers or a moustache? Close set eyes stare back. A mythological owl.
Do those eyes hide a soul, will you start to howl? A dark night could hide you, are you foul or fowl?
Magnolia
Beautiful pink fingers
Reach for the sky
Magnificent Magnolia
Giving me joy
Seen on a warm day
In early May
Life changes quickly
Soon they will die
Then the leaves come
Shade the ground
Summer has arrived then.
Wait for spring
To come again.
I don’t have many..
What are your favorite brands and why?
Brands drive me mad!
Buy this, save money..
Buy that, it’s great!
It’s on TV,
So believe it…
Your brand heightens ‘glow’
Whatever that is?
This drink increased intelligence..
Your nose loves this..
Gamble to be happy!
You know what?
I ignore them.
If it works I buy
If it doesn’t, I don’t.
Adverts I ignore
Are they ever truthful?
90% of 5 women agree..
How?
It’s just not for me!
Mallaband-Brown 