Well the sun shines on the evergreens
The holly sort of glistens
I see no red berries on the holly
I think the birds had these
The sky is a subtle blue
With stratus clouds there too
Some trees have lost their leaves
But they’ll be back there soon
When the sun comes through in spring
Spring brings some cheer in nature
Flowers start to bloom
The leaves pop out on the trees
Then the gardens another room!

The sun is shining the whole of the year
In a beautiful garden
Here right here
It’s in my mind but it’s very clear

There’s pretty red roses
And colourful flowers so sweet
The colours are amazing
To the eyes they’re a treat

There’s a feeling of freedom
Peace quiet and calm
In my beautiful garden
And my place of calm!

How very very sad!
From the news that we have had!

We’ve lost a Prince,
And Duke of Edinburgh
A good and special man,
He was loved by all
who knew him,
A wonderful wonderful character ,
And the loveliest of man!

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!

Beauty is from within
Its not the face
that we give grace!

Beauty within is
like innocence and that gentle kiss
like unconditioned love
like a turtle dove

like kindness
like tenderness
like caring and sharing
like a heart they are bearing

like empathy
like love wholeheartedly
like giving
like peacefully living

With beauty within
where there is no sin
from where good things begin
and comes from akin.

Beauty is from within
Its not the face
that we give grace!

One persons art
Might strike up the heart
But another piece may not

Everyone is different
In what they perceive
In what they see
In what they believe

A masterpiece
May be a feast for the eyes
But don’t be surprised

Everyone is different
In what they perceive
In what they see
In what they believe

A picture to you
Might be quite new
But could be quite old

Everyone is different
In what they perceive
In what they see
In what they believe!

Her days were numbered
The poor little bird
A tussle in the tree
And off flew a hawk
The poor little bird
Plopped down on the ground
In jumped the cat
Bird in mouth
But Gently held
As I took her from him
And held her gently in my hand
Lying still and forelorn
I thought she was hurt
So I gently stroked her wings
And just by surprise
Off she flew
Safe once again
And hopefully good as new!

My Granny
May Malone
Was a lovely lady
Sadly she was alone
Grandpa died when I was ten
I remember his grave stone
All that time back then
Granny was such a brilliant cook
She didn’t have to use a recipe book
She cooked straight from the heart
To her it was a simple art
Mushed up cabbage was simply delicious
But the sheep brain butties I was suspicious
Thought it was cottage cheese
I said no thanks, oh please!
My mum did laugh
I spat it out with upmost wrath
She thought it was funny
I washed out my mouth
Then grabbed some honey
We had such fun way back then
And fun with grandpa before I was ten!

Falling in love
Can make me blue
Especially falling in love with you
Its the music and the gin
tends to make me want to sin
but not usual in an ordinary day

It's when my heart calls out for you
I just don't know
why I do
Cos falling in love with you
Would be wrong
Like in Tom Waits song

You belong to someone else
but that's not why I want you
You stood out there
and caught my eye
I saw you look at me I'd die
To have you close to me.

I like the sunshine
I like the rain
I even like the thunder
it sort of soothes my brain

I enjoy the light show
of the lightening as it strikes
Sheet lightening and fork lightening
but scary it is oh yikes

perhaps I have thunder
in my heart
and lightening in my soul
Thunder is only just a part

Thunder and lightening is the whole!

I pray the day I rise up from the dead
In my glory I stand
Tiara Upon my head
And with a pen in my hand

I’ve never been able to sing and play
No good having a guitar of mine
From coming into to life and my dying day
Poetry has been my line

So ready for the end
To writing poetry and prose I send
And all the poems I’ve penned
For the angels my poems I lend!

I do believe there’s something disturbing the ether! I do implore! Could it be next door ? I think they’re smoking a ******?

The frost was glistening on the ground
this morning
like lots of little coloured stars all around
the air was very cold
it was silent, there was not a sound
Icy cold but the sun was shining
after our walk we were homeward bound
to warm and cuddle up all cosy
Back to bed with my hound!

Sunday morning
Up in the dark
Think I’ll take the dog for a walk
Hey ** what a dark, dull day!
Bark, bark what a cold day
When you say, hey!
Say, That you love me,
Your love,
Just seems to warm me
Hey hey hey could be a beautiful day
And we can walk the dark and cold away!

My Moose

You make my heart miss a beat
Your soft coat I stroke, cos so sweet
You worry me when you don’t eat
You turn your head when I speak
When I say walkies you’re on your feet
My love for you is so Complete
When it’s hot you feel the Heat
Visitors come you greet and Meet
Everyone thinks you’re so Neat
You cuddle up upon the Seat
And I just love to give you a Treat!

Its the middle of the night!
But that's alright
I'm not tired
My brain is wired
The neurones fired
I want to write
in the middle of the night!

Yesterday
What a splendid day
The sun was out to play
So there I lay
In the garden as I may
Oh but did I pay
Too long, I did stay

I caught the sun
My face is red
Excuse the pun
A burning head
The deed is done
I'm off to bed!

What a cold and frosty morning

The sun is shining
It’s early in the day
It’s a frosty morning
In my bed I’d like to stay!

But out we go
The dog and me
And as we know
She takes me!

We trundle round the block
There’s quite a few of other walkers
Not the crisps variety, nor even stalkers
The dogs all walk their owners!

But it’s fresh
It’s bright
Im nesh
And It’s now light!

And when we return
I’m back to bed
It’s my turn
Once she’s fed.

By Theresa Hartley-Mace

I feel the presence
Of a spiritual being
Maybe an angel
Is that what I’m seeking

A smell of perfume
And a gentle gust of cold air
Standing up are goosebumps and
On my arms, my hair

I know he or she means no harm
May be someone close to me
Because I feel so calm
Who or what could it be?

A single pebble
sitting there
all alone
without a care
big and beautiful
bold and bright
left by the sea
as nature might!

Tomorrow is another day
Another year
We would say
It would appear
New Year’s Day

Another year is born
The old year gone
Not forgot and not forelawn
And now its done!

We can’t go back
But onward forward
Down the track
Away and off ward

A New year is blooming
Time is just zooming
To a bright new year
And now it’s here!
It would appear!

This morning I woke up early , I’m on it,
With a bee in my bonnet
Working through my washing pile
As it diminishes I have to smile
Dishes next, empty the dish washer
And put them away so much posher
The tumble dryer is wild by now
The clothes are even drying wow
I’ve cleaned the pots and pans
The sandwich maker, the air fryer and fans
The kitchen floor
And what’s more
It’s all clean
It won’t stay like that
It’s all there in my dreams!

Take my hand
Come with me
To a place or land
Where we want to be!

At nineteen I remember my dad saying to me as I got out of the wedding car,
You’re too young you really are,
Don’t do this!
But I thought it had gone too far!
At the alter I laughed
No one knew why
Except me
I just wanted to run, to flee
I should have done
But the church was full
And I couldn’t do it
The embarrassment threw it!
So I married him!
A big mistake
But I got two wonderful children and grand daughters out of the deal or ordeal
As I believe and really feel!

J’aime l’arbre Dans la rue
I love the tree in the street
It’s a weeping willow
And it’s very sweet
It’s leaves are so green
It’s Branches hang
And what I mean
The willow sang
It’s a weeping willow!
j’aime l’arbre Dans la rue

Succinctly yours
For those who abhors
Descriptive jargon
That I’d pardon
Not always aware of what they mean
Sometimes go by what is seen
One can be mistaken
a word that is faken
And one where the meaning is ambiguous
To words who we abhorred
Because the meaning is unknown
I’ve learnt a few as I’ve grown!

Its five in the morning,
The day is just dawning,
The birds are singing in the trees,
Its Fresh, its Chilly, I sneeze!
The pollen count is up and out,
Hay fever now, I just don't doubt!

As the day turns to night
I fall asleep
I dream of things
Like angels with wings
Of innocent beauty
Doing their tireless duty
Our Guardian  Angels
Keeping us safe
I do believe
I do have faith
It’s A Guardian  Angels duty
Along with their beauty
caring for us Whenever they can!

The snow has come
Just when I needed it
Beautiful, white, thick snow on snow
Staying home you know !
Time out , time off
Time in
Snow
is so beautiful
Don’t go
For a little while
While I look at you
And smile
Through the window
At the glistening white
Large pretty snowflakes
They’re the best!
Day and at night
It looks a delight!

Sleep
Beautiful sleep
Deep
Deeper than deep
Dreams
Beautiful dreams
While I sleep
In a beautiful sleep

Sunrise over the sea
Horizon between sea to sky
Let’s our spirit free
To be able to see
The sheer beauty
Of the sun, deep red and orangey
The feeling is so beautiful
Of the wonderful image
Coming from the sky
Spirits rise
Delight to the eyes
Feelings good
At sunrise !

Anybody
bebody
debody
embody
forebody
nobody
orebody
rebody
Somebody

Life is so fragile
Like a petal from a rose
Life is so precious
Like those we love and know

She gave a image of what it was like
In the troubled world of war
Sadly Her family were still there
Such sadness and despair
Her sadness she did share
So we gave her all our love
As we listened to her prayer
And hugged her both in turn
And told her we would share
As we offered her our prayer!

In an anxious world
Stop and Try take a deep breath
as you count to ten
Block those anxious thoughts from your mind
Say the words calm, relax, and peace
Take time out and rest
Go somewhere quiet and somewhere safe
Get comfortable in a place
Take slow deep breathes and calm
Close your eyes and rest your arms
Look inside your eyes and see colours or just black velvety
This anxiety you will crack
Just don’t worry you’ll come back
Relax and rest it’s not a test
Take your imagination to a nice safe place
A beautiful beach with soft white sand and the sun shining through with a gentle breeze or a gorgeous garden where it’s always warm and sunny where you can smell the roses and the beautiful flowers where you can sit on a bench and relax for hours
Or a forest full of beautiful trees and the sunlight shining through
Whatever you want
You just do!
Visualise and take time to enjoy
Make this your safe place
When there’s trouble
You have to face
Do it with grace !
Get yourself to your safe place!
Close your eyes
Hypnotise!

Quick off to bed now
Midnight is coming
It’s five to Twelve
It’ll soon be another day
Tonight is nearly gone
Tomorrow is nearly here
As midnight chimes
A new day is dawning
Middle of the night
Now early morning!

Waiting
Waiting for that call
That you don’t really want
But you have to
When it’s someone you believe in
Someone you need to support
When a friend has been controlled
Bashed and beaten for years
Behind closed doors
No one was aware least me
They were a nice person outside
Social psychopath
And now its time
To give a statement
Anxiously waiting
And that’s  just the beginning!
And how it will go
I really don’t know!

The mighty red sky
Like blood
Up above high
At the break of morning
As the day was dawning
A weather warning !

There’s no need for fighting and killing
And all this blood spilling
With an advanced world
Of technical advances and natures
There’s compromise
There’s consideration
There’s respect
There’s love
There’s peace
Or the world will just decease!

The beauty of her unconditioned love
she came from God above
She curles up on my knee
so snug and gently
she wont leave my side
I can not hide
my love for her is deep
she's now so sound asleep
like a baby lamb
like a mother and a child
so cuddly and cute
to stroke her soft white fur coat
feels beautiful to me
as she gently licks my hand
an ultimate pleasure you understand
A dog is for life
She is my life

Cold tea
Again
Don’t like cold tea
Cold tea is not for me
It’s a nurse thing
Cold tea
Not me
We always have cold tea
As a nurse!