Many strange things in my time I have seen
What I see now may seem extreme
I sit in the garden by a small bungalow
They both stand together, a cat and a crow.
What I see is an unbelievable sight
The cat walks away, the crow takes flight
I return again the very next day
Together they stand in the very same way.
The cat is at peace and so is the crow
They are both too old, and very slow
The crow it stays in the same oak tree
And the cat can no longer run easily.
So within this garden they both now reside
Weak and feeble, yet still alive.
Maybe they've lost the will to ****
Or simply they both have had their fill.
But there is a lesson that is clear to see
If they can live in peace, so can we.

Make your life worth living
Love nature
Love your family
Love your friends
Love your pets
Love your food
Try to be okay healthy
Love the blue sky
Don't bother arguing
Surround yourself with good people
Don't think way to much
otherwise your miss out
on those special moments
Go outdoors more
Appreciate your beating heart
Your breaths Your life
Try to see the beauty in all
because you'll never know
when your life will end
Love the trees
Love the butterflies
Love the warm cozy sun
and the big bright moon
And make others happy
Smile everday
And never take life for granted

Good evening streetlight
You've been promoted to a star
Your white light shall bathe this -
planetary cul-de-sac come dusk
The asphalt and grassland inhabitants will journey -
from afar , attracted to your beaming , -
mind consuming elegance with eyes -
wide open an mouths ajar
The katydids and crickets will chatter jealously as the -
moths and mayflies endlessly circle
Tree frogs will perform concertos in thy name
Aviator grasshoppers will annotate thy location -
across the great magnetic plane
Your benefactors will sing your praises
Poems and stories will tell of your divine -
energy and grace* ...

Dear God, I need a moment
I know it's been a while
You know I do not go to church
That just is not my style

I do not pray like others do
I believe in what is right
So, God I ask you hear me
On this dark and lonely night

I do not ask redemption
I'm too far gone you know
I'm not one who is worth saving
Deep down you know it's so

The people who are righteous
Who are here to spread your word
Are wolves wrapped in sheep's clothing
Working hard to fleece the herd

I'm not one who will follow
I don't buy the tales they sell
When I am dead and buried
I'm not in heaven but in hell

I'm cutting out the middle man
For they don't own my trust
They're ******* their believers
They use your name with every ******

I hope that you can hear me
Though I've used your name in vain
They confess and pay their penance
Then they do it all again

If the only way to heaven
Is to buy a ticket in
Then I guess I'm well committed
So, I'll live my life in sin

The sinners should be punished
I know you and I agree
But, who made them judge and jury
Who chooses what they see?

Dear God when all is finished
My soul is mine alone to lose
But, where I spend my future
Is up to you to choose

So, God, I'm here just talking
Not confessing to my sin
I'm not here to say I'm leaving
I guess, I'm only checking in.

Why do ye fight, ye little men,
that strut like ***** afore their hens?
Religion, pride or avarice -
are all wars fought because of this?

So near are ye unto the ground
ye see so little, hear no sound
save childish voices, raised in hate,
as ye proclaim some new estate.

Whilst far beyond this lonely world,
in splendour ‘midst the clouds unfurled,
an angel sadly shakes his head
as new born babes replace the dead.

For men learn little, so it seems,
however long their span of dreams;
On heaven’s maps drawn high above
there are no borders, only love.

Oh I imagine magic
Now that spring is there
And flowers wake, buds rumble
Adorn the children's hair
That brightest bloom and tender leaf
Round clockwork change the scene
While bluebird sings on wizened bough
Blissful and serene

Twenty and two years have passed, feels like a millennia.

I left my heart and soul on the dock of  Palau, Sardinia.

I can remember my love and I bathing in the Mediterranean Sea.

Love making under a midnight sky, the moon, my Sophie and me.

She kissed me with a passion that was non contested.

Held me with a strength of faith and none could test it.

I can see her dancing at the Piazza due Palme where we use to

meet friends and mingle.

She always said whenever she looked at me her insides would tingle.

It must have been true for her brown eyes would shine…

It never occurred to me that she would not always be mine.

I don’t know why I thought about her so much today…But anyway.

It’s been twenty and two years since Sardinia.

Awoken from slumber hard rain pours
Windows spattered fierce winds blow.
Gloomy dark just me awake really need to sleep so very late.

~ Jonathan Poole ⚘