The words I write
Are so much more than letters making sense
They are the release
My solid rock
That secures me when I'm tense

They are the branches
Of my core
The essence of my being
The words I write they do express
Emotions  that I'm feeling

Just like the wind blowing free
When I write that's how it feels for me
To express  - with ease no restriction
No sign of - doubtful contradiction

No time limit
Day or night
There's so much more to the words I write .....

Another day over
Time for bed
As I plan for the next day
That lies ahead
But I can't yet sleep
Too much on my mind
Peacefull sleep
I Cannot find
Till I've written
My poetry
That I must write
It's almost as if
I can't say goodnight
Til the last word is written
Emptied out of my head


Only then
Can I think

Sleep
It's now time for bed.

I wish , i wish that I could fly
Up in a rainbow coloured sky

Where no problem or contempt I'd find
Only relaxation peace of mind

Where everything
Felt like heavenly bliss
I wish there was a place like this

Soft white feathers
Ribbons n bows
Icing on cakes
Baby fingers n toes
Beautiful sunsets
Hot summer days
White turtle doves
An innocent child's gaze
Star studied skies
The light from the moon
Sweet melodies
From a beautiful tune
Christmas tree lights
That twinkle and shine
All these pretty things
Are favourites
Of mine

Isn't it amazing  
When you see a human face
The seeds of life are sewn on there
That time can not erase

The face is like a canvas
And as life's events unfold
Each event leaves its mark
As we're growing old

Laughter lines when happy
Frowns when we're uptight
Deep crevices around the mouth
Dark circles from up all night

Even  if dependant
On alcohol it shows
The tell tale signs
You cannot hide
You'll display a discoloured  nose

So the face is like a canvas
The tapestry's being sewn
By emotion from our planned events
"Some circumstance unknown"

As you look into your mirror
Each day as you grow
You may not recognise yourself
As the one you used to know

Eventually in time
When you look  yes "you will see"
Someone different staring back
(Thinking )?.


Who's that"  ?! "That  can't be me!!!!!!"

Mobile phone
Apple I pad
Are these great inventions
Or are they bad?
Face book
Twitter
Take all our time
I refuse to succumb
There not taking mine

Then there's face time
Available to see
Whoever you like
But they won't see me
People like sheep go on line
Not realising
Just how much time

That they have wasted
Nothing gained
Many have been bullied
Many brought to shame
There's a lack of privacy
Lack of respect
Being projected
We therefore must protect
Our self preservation
Dignity pride
Or you may just find
Your washed up
With the tide


Sure I'm not alone in
thinking

Life was a slower Pace
Before  Internet intervention
And mobile phone took their place  .....

I saw a man the other day
His face was sad and worn
His breath it wreaked of alcohol
His clothes disheveled torn

He stumbled around in a drunken daze
His eyes looked through my bewildered gaze
My heart was heavy he did not see
His long lost child
"Didn't recognise me"!

People laughed
People stared
No one helped him
No one cared
It left me wounded
Feeling sad
They did not know
He was my dad ..........