Paints of dark twilight hues,
Slathered across in blunt strokes.
Blend with deft hands,
Cajole gently with jabs and pokes.

Backdrop begging for a few others.
Longing to hold in infinite embrace.
Friends of earth and midnight sky.
Worthy of a doe-eyed lovers' gaze.

Cascading moonbeam...
Drenching all in silvery white.
Restless twinkling stars...
Singing their mismatched might.

Silhouetted landscape as horizon,
Darkened oils of plateaued ridges.
Finest brush could only manage,
To close the gap, I build bridges.

Nearing completion, this stint on canvas.
Nuances of dawn for what I've begun,
Usher the arrival of a brand new day.
All I need now is a few drops of sun.

the birds are under the eaves
singing reeves
ne'er do they croon
like our Pat Boone

one could join them in a sing song
but not for long
one's singing voice
is far from choice

may the birds keep singing all day
in a happy way
as their trilling
is so thrilling

bright midday sun rays
burnished the bush countryside
in a shining wink

she visits to peruse
the pieces that I post
yet I see not her
she is cloaked as a ghost

ne'er does she reveal
herself to me
could she be slightly
shy of my lee
    
again I sensed her presence
at Facebook
as I was aware that she'd
popped in for a look

she plays cat and mouse
as little imps do
hiding behind my online
screen's view

I'll welcome her
into my friend fold
should she ever become
a tad more bold  

her propensity
to shrink way
twas on show
this very day

In heaven's glorious sphere angels sing
A refrain of greeting and welcoming
The many departed souls did again lift
As they looked upon God's loving face
Existence in this place is such a grace
No more to be their abode the earth's globe
God's kingdom twill be an eternal lobe
Beauteous and harmonic strains did drift
In heaven's majestic house high above
All the people there are shown infinite love
They've died and are in another domain
God embraces everyone at his door
His serene home is theirs forevermore
As the angels chorus in bright refrain

Verse 1

on the stock market floor lay losses galore
and in time they'd be redeemed
a price collapse saw the upward trend end
it would be a long haul pulling it out of the pall
ooh, ooh and in time they'd be redeemed
busted at the seams were all the investment schemes
putting paid to fortune's prosperity
the dream run had less future's equity
New York's exchange took a hammering

Chorus

ooh, troubled was the trading
ooh, troubled was the trading

Verse 2

as we watched the steep downward slide
the money men didn't feel like smiling
a wrecking bear had hit finances in the kitty
shocking became the fiscal outlook

Chorus

ooh, troubled was the trading
ooh, troubled was the trading

Verse 3

and the homeless dwellers in the slums
look in bins for something to eat
and they've no dosh to buy a passage out
and this is their unfair place in society
once the cream could be skimmed
yet nothing is left but life's grieving
on and on the losing streak goes
there's always a cycle of poverty
and troubled was the trading
resigned to fate's course of lows
the market floor held in distress
gloom beset the bright lights in dull tones
your redeeming breath can be inhaled
an injection of capital will aid
ghetto dwellers all in want
wealth is but for the few
monied folk posses the long bond
forgotten all the people in need
values riding on a share price
who is listening to the tune
it tells of crash and of boom
this we all know too well

Outro

and in time they'd be redeemed