
Spent two hours
Got one line!
Mathematic brain?
Just not mine!
I don’t know what
To do to get
Nine to one
And every set
Of numbered squares
I am in debt
They won’t add up
And thats my bet!
New paintings and regular art updates.

Spent two hours
Got one line!
Mathematic brain?
Just not mine!
I don’t know what
To do to get
Nine to one
And every set
Of numbered squares
I am in debt
They won’t add up
And thats my bet!

Moon bright
Bright orb
Orbiting Earth
Earth shine
Shining strong
Strongly believe
Believe me
My Night
Night bright
Bright moon…

Star up in the sky
And hanging up
From the archway
In our room
The bright light
Shines at night
To cheer the gloom
Changes colours
Like a red dwarf
Or hot new star.
Blue and purple
Aglow.

What do sad words mean?
Do they explain
Do they confer
Anything?
How do I say
What I feel?
Words are not easy
They don’t encapsulate
They don’t wrap you
In their arms.
They are just noise
Between people
When what I need
Is a hug?

The baskets are fading
Flowers crumple
Heads droop
Cold chills damage
Frosts pinch
Petals weep.
My beautiful baskets
The soft stems bend
Leaves are yellowed
Colour muted.
My sad eyes watch
Summers splendor fade
My floral glories
Gone soon I fear.
Some are stronger
Woodier stems
Allow life to continue
A little longer.

I’m swimming in a sea of loss
Dashed against rocks
Spinning in a whirlpool
With weeds tangling my feet.
Around me are grey souls
I don’t recognise them
But they reach out to grab me
Hands come close
Trying to drag me down
Must try and float
Look for the surface light
For the blue sky
For a rescue boat.

My sun has gone out
The moon has split in half
My world is darkened
The loss of a relative
Guts your soul
Don’t scream
Don’t cry
Hold it together
For you
For everyone else
But it’s hard to take.

Time ticks by
Your journey has ended
The world has whirled on in space
And left you behind.
An abrupt ending
Hopefully peacefully
You won’t see my tears
My pain, my loss
I won’t hear your voice again.
Lost in the wilderness
Grief tunnels in
Tugs at my heart
Rending and tearing.
How can I say goodbye
When it’s too late?

Here’s a bit of blank verse,
We are lucky not to be too cold.
It’s nineteen point two
A slight chill in here
Two small lights on
Saving energy?
So I have a dressing gown
Or a cardigan
To wear.
I will buy a hot water bottle.
No gas fire this autumn or winter
Central Heating?
When it’s too cold.
An electric heater otherwise.
Gas costs more than electricity here
I can’t afford double what we paid
Last year.
Well at least I’m not heating up
The environment, too much.

My tickets have been cancelled
I can’t afford to pay
The prices just keep going up
By day and day and day.
I want to give to charity
I want to share my funds
But if I don’t reduce my costs
There just won’t be enough.
So small cut here and over there
It won’t save very much
But one day things will be better
Then I will resume my trust
I worry if I don’t save costs
I will go totally bust!