New paintings and regular art updates.
When I was young we used to see
Children’s programmes on tv
Chigley, Trumpton, Camberwick Green
Cuthbert, Dibble and Grubb were seen.
Then came the Herbs and a dog called Dill.
Parsley the Lion, I remember him still….
The theme music that we would sing
The Clangers, and Magpie, fun they’d bring
Puppet shows galore there were on TV
Like Stingray and Thunderbirds you’d see.
With Bill and Ben
Wild flowerpot men!
So much to remember from years ago
When I was a child…Memory fast not slow!
Sequins, shiny and bright
Sparkle and twinkle
In the light
Plastic circles
Dragon scales?
Are they magic
No, just pale
Imitations of fish skin
Gleaming and glittering in
The bright
Light
Tonight.
Milky latte
Soft coffee
Warm and creamy
A beverage, dreamy
Drink to warm
In cold weather
Makes a delicious
Thirst quencher.
Why write about it?
A conversation starter
Over coffee
Adds to frendship
When we meet.
Helps us greet.
Look out
See what’s about
Use your eyes
Don’t be surprised
Glasses are good
For seeing the mood
Of someone’s face
At more than a pace!
Sight is the winner
Lighter, and dimmer
Through fire and snow
You can see the glow
With my little eye
Just what do I spy?!
A very silly verse
Which could have been worse!
Front paws on a chair
Back legs on a box
Sagging between
Or levitating above.
Comfy you say?
But what if he sleeps.
Will he fall off?
How can he stay.
Stuck on a space
That doesn’t support
While a foot away
A comfy sofa!
Tea for who?
Tea for you
With scones and jam
Or sandwich of ham?
Straight from the pot
It’s nice and hot
A fresh dark brew
Don’t let it stew!
Blue and white china
Nothing can be finer
From Stoke-on-Trent
To a friend, sent
A birthday gift
For them to lift
And then to pour
With milk and more.
Magenta or pink
What do you think?
A pompom dahlia
Beauty not failure
A garden delight
A lovely sight
Meditation in mauve?
I must be in love!
A lifetime of collection
A wide selection
Stacked in a case
Of wood, a place
To keep your mind
You thoughts find
Sections of thought
Over the years, you bought
But still despite it all
My grammar is still appall
ING!
Oil heaters to help keep warm
Supply some heat through the storm
With a heating radiator seized
These give off heat and I’m pleased
To keep comfy, snug and warm
They really work like a charm
But how I wish we didn’t have
A draughty house like a cave
That doesn’t really rhyme, I know
But poems about heating are low
On my list of things to write
Especially when the bill gives a fright!
A choice of light and heating?
Or having food for eating!
Today I feel like I’m drifting..
Things to do?
Yes, but I’m thinking
Ignoring the world
I’m just sitting
Down and just
Contemplating
Mulling over what to do
But I’m only prevaricating…
Have I got a clue
About future creating?
I don’t know what to do…
And I keep cogitating..
I have a thesaurus for a brain
My brain needs retraining!
Mallaband-Brown