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Poetry is an art
Straight from the heart
Expressing our feelings
thoughts and appealings
Painting that picture
With words on the paper
Like
Giving off a vapour
Of a scented candle
And
Taking a deep breath
When you’re able
So
Get down those words
Talk about the birds
Or
Life as it is
Life as it was
Poetry is perfect
For R&R
It’s there when you need it
You don’t have to go far!
Oh how I love poetry just so relaxing!
Our world right now
Is suffering
Disasters
Wars
Politics

What can we say
Here’s another day

Our world right now
Is struggling
In nature
In nurture

What can we say
Here’s another day

Our world right now
Is dying
Slaughtered by warmongers
And mismanaged by politics

What can I say
Here’s another day

Stop fighting and killing start listening to each other, come to a compromise and respect one and all!

What can I say
Here’s another day

This world will be ending because it’s now bending and heading for a fall!
From Mother Nature with disasters to managing the ruling of the world and all!

What can I say
Here’s another day!
Not sure if this is pc????
And when a friend is truly in need
You take them in and under your wing
Now they’re freed
From the harm
Somewhere safe
Somewhere calm
But beneath it all
They need care and someone to call
Special kind of Support but that’s not all
Emotionally and ****** but it all takes time!
I don’t want to leave
This beautiful place
It’s peaceful and relaxing
But I’ve got to face
After our holiday
It’s back to base

Back to reality
Back to home
Back to work
From whence I roam

I wish
Do dreams come true?
For some they do?
After our holiday
It’s back to base
Back to base I have to face!

Back to reality
Back to home
Back to work
From whence I roam
Inspired by this perfect holiday house in Mawnan Smith Cornwall! Just perfect! I want to stay forever here!
At 40 life began
Went surfing and bought a supra sports car
The fast and furious one
At 45 I remarried a wonderful man
Still together like birds of a feather
At 50 we stayed at Rick Steins , I’m a fan
At 55 I bought a bungalow, yeh I know!
At 60 we had a party to celebrate
To get this far and not be late
At 65 I’m still alive,
I am !
I arrived just in time
He was on his way
In his wife’s arms
I wrapped my arms around them both
She was in a panic not knowing
I told her he was going
and was on his way
He finally passed away
it was such a sad day
Happy I could be there
To give my love and care
I used to be a cancer care nurse and this situation was quite common, very emotional, ! A lot of sadness! Bless!
My poetry and prose is coming back
Way hey
It’s raining hard I need a Mack
Way hey
It’s gone so dark it’s turning black
Way hey
If it keeps on raining I’ll start to quack
Way hey!
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