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Steve Sep 24
Married men will often go
Off in the back of shiny black
Left on their own
With no reason to moan
Widows wonder which was the
Somebody said to me do you know why men go first? Because they want to!
Steve Sep 14
The Queen has passed away
No longer will she reign
Just another day but,
It will never be the same

The world without a queen
Thoughts shift as we all take stock
Everywhere she’s been
Solid, like a rock

Mayhap a relic of the past
Promoting privilege and class
But the dye was cast, for her
In slippers made of glass

She was the rhythm of our days
The anchor of our nights
Now we stand here in a haze
Bow our heads and dim the lights

We say good night and thanks, to
The bearer of the crown
The face upon our stamps
And we watch the sun go down.
Steve Jul 11
The day that John met Paul
There was a summer fete in the old church hall
And it was fate that day that came to play
As the powers that be had their way
Two young boys would come of age
They’d rock the world from a golden stage
The fates combined would all agree
And Mary whispered Let It Be.
A memorable day.
  Jul 11 Steve
You covered me
with a carpet of flowers
clean and bright
pink and white
fragrance light
on the summer air
fine words were said
many tears were shed
but you keep your guns
and I’m still dead
Steve Jul 8
In the morning light, a shadow calls
I turn to her, still chasing waterfalls
Sunbeams beam in from the sky
Sunlight patterns catch her eye
The day begins soft and sweet
We go downstairs, it’s time to eat
Step outside, it’s still the same
The world moves on
With you or without you, that’s the game.
We walk along the sandy beach
Waves crash and splash our feet
But we’re feeling good and life’s a treat
Touch her hand, hearts beating fast
I close my eyes to make it last
The wind plays roughly roundabout
If you’re gonna speak you’ll need to shout
We drift along the sandy path
I turn to her and start to laugh
If it’s ever perfect it might be now
If it could be better, I don’t know how.
Home to change and music plays
Sparkling teeth and perfume sprays
Nighttime falls no need for shade
Head to town, you’ve got it made
Find a place we both agree
And sit inside, I brush her knee
And we eat and drink and laugh and talk
Then head for home and talk and walk
Near the end of a perfect day
We fall in bed and drift away
Share the heat, the dreaming’s sweet
The night ahead I yearn to meet.
Steve Jun 12
Time is for tides
And boating lake rides
It’s for boiling your eggs
And the swimming pool regs.
Time is spent in detention
Or paying attention
Or sitting a test
Or having a rest
Time is for departing
Not for outsmarting
A pie shaped chart
With nothing to impart
A dish served cold
That chimes when your old
It scrawls lines on your face
And flutters the flag
At the end of the race
But the best of time
Is when it’s all mine
No pressure on the day
No programme to display
No seconds tick away
No words left to say
A smile paints my face
The sun warms my skin
My mind’s lost in space
My heart’s deep within
A Disney ride
With three kids in my care
Bristling with pride
The wind in my hair
And come the time
When I’m
Just a thought
Caught in your throat
That’s how to think of me
Because that’s where I’ll be.

If I still had hair.
Steve Dec 2021
Baa baa black sheep
Is it really fair
For anyone to judge you
By the colour of your hair

Baa baa black sheep
It really isn’t fair
To come upon this world
Inside the dragon’s lair

Baa baa black sheep
You didn’t have a choice
You’re deep down in the machinery
And it’s drowning out your voice.
A nursery tale.
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