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Jack's sat on the chair
it's getting warmer and
the corner is the coolest
place.

Life is like a nursery rhyme
the zest of lemon
a squirt of lime
some time to purse your lips
and oooh
I got that taste on my tongue
did you?

Mary's in the garden
picking parsley
not contrary
just Mary being Mary.

And sometimes it's not,
life,
it really is a horror story
blood and sweat and
things that get you in the
night,
the gory details in the
entrails

jails for those unfortunate
or those stupid enough
but that's enough

I put on a smile
walk the walk down
the crooked mile
over the stile and
far away.
The rustling of girls in nylon underskirts
And shoe buckle in bejewelled highlights
With presents so wrapped and tied bows
For bolero in angora to complete the show.

Love Mary x
Over in Belfast the Brits used
a wire mesh on landrovers.

Across the street from me
Colette has lace curtains.

Up above the computer a
spider has woven a web.

Down below on our terrace
a French lady wears fishnets.

The sun has just been eclipsed
by a ***** black cloud and, yes

You guessed correctly, the
Parisian Shelia has gone inside

And I am here like a spare
***** at a wedding holding

         My pair of

              O-O

      
        Binoculars.
Aches in joints
Rheumatoid
Temperature results  in fever
Heat warmth in joints
Redness in joints
Inflammation
Tiredness
Iron defiency anaemia
Stiffness in joints.

Acrostic Poem
The paint is flaking and falling off
splotched edges
discoloration
stormy days
weathered years
creaking and leaking
cracking from heating
the physics of aging
and seasons of raging
the terrible toll
they are taking
makes you think this old house
needs replacing.

But listen to the voices
of laughter and loving
hear echoes of weeping
and promise keeping
poems that were spoken
being whole and broken
see the tears that were shed
the glories in bed
sighs and lies
some of them said
inside the house that was home
these many years.


Inside spirit reigns
with angels unchained
where heart and soul
on a journey bold
through seasons of pain
where demons were slain
new life was greeted
death was cheated
souls were enrolled
in miracle courses
treasures discovered
of higher forces.


This old house of seventy six years
holds joys along with fears.
The structure isn’t new
but inside
there is
youth.
Written on my 76thbirthday July 22nd
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