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  Feb 2017 Ben At93
martin
We're ladies who lunch, we have a good time
We appreciate art, we sip fine wine
Watching our weight so no more than a nibble
But believe you me - we're fond of a giggle :)

We're ladies who lunch, we thrive on variety
We run the local history society
We move some chairs around in the hall
And invite a nice man to talk to us all

We're ladies who lunch, we support one another
Devouring books from cover to cover
We always discuss the topics we've read
Our husbands are hard at work or dead

We're ladies who lunch, we're busy but free
No one does luncheon better than we
Society's backbone, we stick together
And fully intend to go on for ever
I met a young girl from the country
Who didn't do rumpy pumpy
Until one night
To my delight
She acquired a taste for scrumpy
  Feb 2017 Ben At93
martin
Who will mend this broken chair
This useless chair just standing there
Waiting for a drop of glue
Who will mend it, if not you

Then take a look at this broken heart
Can you fathom where to start
Who can make it beat anew
Who can mend it, if not you?
  Feb 2017 Ben At93
Keith W Fletcher
My eyes seem to reluctantly open
To an emptiness beside me in bed
Too long she's been gone... As are those smiles we shared
As happily we greeted each dawn

In two lonely days it's the 14th
Valentine's Day on my mind
As I seek in silver tinged memries
For a smile that I now can't seem to find

I know that she'd smile as she scolded
With those emerald green eyes
I've known so well
That never seemed to lose their power
To pull me in and under their spell

Suddenly I hear in my head ... her voice starts speaking
Those words it's not hard to imagine her say
Come on lazy bones get out of that bed
Or you can make it up and I'll make the coffee instead

Then just as if she were actually here
My feet hit the floor as I raced out the door
In order to make it perfectly clear
To push the on switch like the thousands of times... That    I've  
    done      before

Then retracing my steps as a
grimacing smile pulls at my lips
I fluff and I squeeze pillows and spread covers with care
Happily doing what she could never get me to do
In my mind I happily find it's something that we now share

These last 30 days my mind seems to glaze
With all the empty space I must now fill
Along with the loneliness I have to endure
Can't get used to it and never will

So I set myself down at the table
Sugar to sweeten my coffee and more than just a dollop of cream
I need something to help me find pleasure
Even then I could hear her talking to me... as if I were having a dream

Is that what you've been doing here while I've been gone
Slowly I spun my head to look behind me
There she stood  with her suitcase in hand
We finished the project early -  and I really needed to be home she said
But I couldn't stop sitting there staring in wonder
Besides she said as she cradled my head
I couldn't stand the idea of  us spending Valentine's Day alone
But my mind was gone... empty of thought
Flung into the High Heavens... not even missed
From the moment she leaned over  reconnecting our hearts... as we kissed.

I missed you ...so much we said !
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