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Jon London Jul 2012
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Woodcutter

Where do you go?

Must you leave Hansel and Gretel alone?
"There's not enough food for our family home;
So into the forest both children must go
My wife is a nag she nags me til dawn;
To abandon them both miles from their home"

But
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Woodcutter

Where will they go?

"Into the woods, there's a place that I know"
Hansel and Gretel followed in tow;
Dropping white pebbles to find their way home
As they both looked around, their father was gone
Both Hansel and Gretel knew something was wrong.

They waited and waited for their father's return
The woods became cold, so cold it would burn.
Gretel was crying," I'm so hungry" ‘she sighed
"I know" said Hansel, wiping tears from her eyes.

"Can you see pebbles aglow with the moon;
A path to warmth and maybe some food?"
"Don't worry dear Gretel I'll get us home soon".
"But we have to be fearless we're all on our own;
As we walk through the trees that whisper and groan".

Before they knew it both children were home
The house was in darkness, the night stood alone.
In through the window both of them crept
Back into their beds and silently slept.

When the next morning came
Their mother so cross, so full of rage;
Knowing her plans had drastically failed.
She called to their father to meet her upstairs

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Woodcutter

"Why don't you care?"

"Both children are home," she spat with despair.

"I will lock them away for the rest of the day
With a small cup of water and bread which is stale.
Tomorrow you'll take them back to the wood;
And both Hansel and Gretel will be gone for good"

Woodcutter
Woodcutter

Where do you go?

Must you leave Hansel and Gretel alone?
"There's not enough food for our family home
So into the forest both children must go.
My wife is a nag she nags me til dawn;
To abandon them both, miles from their home"

They walked through the bushes and creepy tall trees
Hansel and Gretel held hands with a squeeze.
"Don't worry dear Gretel we'll both be fine;
I left us a trail, like the last one to find"

"I've dropped some crumbs along the way;
So we can find our way home again"
But much to his horror, the crumbs had gone.
His plan had gone so terribly wrong.

"I forgot about the hungry birds;
I'm sorry dear Gretel," were Hansel's words.

"The birds must have quietly followed
Now we'll never get home by tomorrow"
Gretel was crying, "I'm hungry and cold;
Please Hansel, please get us home"

He froze for a moment, haunted by sounds
A shiver he felt there were eyes all around.
Both children felt safer in the foot of a tree
"Hansel I'm scared, please will you hold me"

All through the night they huddled up close
The forest so cold like the touch of a ghost
They waited and waited for their father's return
But when morning came, there was little concern.

So both Hansel and Gretel set off on their way
To find the path to home again
As they walked through the forest they found a old cottage;
It looked very strange in the middle of the glade.

Dark brown it was and ***** looking
But it had a sweet smell;
Like biscuits were cooking

"It's chocolate"
"It's chocolate"
Breaking chunks from the wall,
"Taste some dear Gretel it's not bad at all"

"Well, well, well"
Come a voice from by the door;
"You children must be hungry,
Do you want anymore?"

"Don't be afraid, you have nothing to fear;
It's just little old me, there's no one else here"
Still hungry and cold, Hansel and Gretel
Went and stood by the stove.

"Look at you children you're all skin and bone;
Come a little closer, my eyes are old;
Tell me child, what is your name?"
As she locked poor Hansel away in a cage.

"I'll fatten you up then gobble you up
And your sister can stay here and clean"
"Please let us go, don't be so mean;
We were looking for warmth and something to eat"

"Look at you child, you're all skin and bone
But I can't wait forever or I'll be like bone"
"Girl, girl, go and turn on the cooker;
We're having roast boy and gravy for dinner"

"We'll add some salt and little red spice;
And we'll cook him slow, he'll taste so nice"
"Girl, girl, go and check on the heat;
And make sure there's room for parsnips beneath"

Gretel returned with a tear in her eye
"I think I've turned the heat too high"
"You're useless child" 'the old witch cried.
"I'll do it all by myself"

But as she bent down, Gretel looked around;
And nudged the witch onto the shelf

Gretel ran to save her brother, releasing him from the cage.
She held Hansel so tightly,  "I'll never eat chocolate again"
They chained and locked the oven door,
The wicked witch will be no more.

Grabbing some food for their journey ahead
A basket of coins and a big chocolate egg
"We're rich, we're rich" 'they both happily said;
"Now let's go home to our warm comfy beds"

Along the path both children walked.
Their father was weeping;
As they approached the door
"Your stepmother's dead, she controls me no more"

"Forgive me children for abandoning you;
For your father was weak, what could I do?"
"Hansel and Gretel, I love you;
You believe me children, don't you?"






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Crepuscular rays
Gloam with licks of scarlet shades
Eventide awaits
The silent dusky waters
To serenade moonlit eyes




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Paint me a picture with the minimum of words.
Sing me a song through syllables and verbs.
Compose me a serenade with colourful verse.
Create me a dream with metaphor - but terse.
Somewhere my mind can escape through rhymes
where my heart can dance to your rhythmic lines.

Paint me an ocean with your deep penned emotion.
Add a little sun that will set me in motion.
Colour me a sky with shades of natural beauty,
so can I bathe in its splendour you've created for me.
Place me on a cloud so I can drift through your vision
and roam through the worlds that all poets imagine.




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I heard a song
From within the rain
As it splashed against
My window-pane

Like a mystical bell
Casting a spell
I looked outside
While raindrops fell

Ripples of jingles
Guttering in song
As children in play
Went skipping along

Their faces a picture
In the beauty of nature
Laughing and jumping
In puddles together

Crystaline beads
Hugging the trees
As it slowly danced
To the musical breeze

Pavements of silver
Reflections of truth
Feeling the love
As the sun shone through

The skies ablaze
As the music fades
Where a touch of love
Now smiles above

In the beauty, born
From the rain.







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Watching the snow fall
Brought memories of my youth
To weep in my hands




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On the golden sands
Stallions of pure white run
Waves returning home



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Natural beauty
Soft embrace of silk flower
Petal like in flight





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I was there that night to watch you die
And I giggled over your lifeless limbs;
You had high hopes of seeing a light,
But not for all of your sins.

I laughed as you fought for breath;
I asked, "Why do you struggle?"
"Just accept your death."

I stood there smirking at the nurse
As she draped your face in white;
Sadly for you, but not for me,
You lost your battle for life.

I watched your soul become exposed
To the truth you see when you're dead.

You stood there crying, shaking your head
Staring at yourself all cold in the flesh.
I remember your face when you saw me;
I laughed..You were scared to death!!

You looked at me and said,
"Am I...am I really dead?"

It's time for us to leave here
On a journey that everyone takes;
We will walk the corridors of your life
And reveal your past mistakes.

But know there's no forgiveness here
And your tears won't mean a thing;
The life you lived is over, now,
It's time to pay for your sins.

This is a list of lives you've hurt;
And this is a list of your lies;
This is a list of pain you've caused
And the misery right through your life.

Now I'm not here to hurt you;
I am a collector of the ******.
It's not my purpose to judge you;
Your fate is out of my hands.

Through this door you'll become the child
Who was born to the world free of sin;
Your naked flesh will be removed
Showing the innocence within.

Your screams of fear will go unheard
As your soul feels the truth of the dark;
Your pleas of mercy will fail you
As you pay for your sins of the past.

From there we sail upon my boat
Over the Sea Of Ghosts;
It is here you will fear the sounds that you hear
And witness what happens to most.








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A grey littered sky
With no harmony of birds
Summer in mourning



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I would often see her walking,
always smiling, but alone.
She would pause along the footpath,
picking flowers for her home.

I would often hear her singing,
always joyful, but alone.
She would sit beside the river,
painting pictures for her home.

I would often see her dancing,
always graceful, but alone.
So angelic was this vision.
Maybe heaven was her home.

One day I saw her crying.
So sad and all alone.
Her reflection on the water.
I touched and she was gone.




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Hues of lavender
Play peek-a-boo with soft clouds
Morning fun and games

Wake the sleeping sun
With songs from orchestral birds
Day starts on right note

Precious gold unfolds
With the warm caress of love
Flowers so fragrant

Entice the lone bee
With delectable perfume
Life sweet as honey






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Hues of rich scarlet
Gently touch the passing clouds
Pink swans sailing by
On lakes of soft magenta
As the sun sets in my glass.



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Sitting she cries by the river
Her dreams drifting out to the sea
Reflections of willows dancing
She remembers who she used to be

A love song fades in her heart
As she looks at the ring on her hand
The love she was promised now over
Her life now hers to re-plan

Feathered white beauty
Resting on stone, she remembers
Her childhood the love of her home
A single red flower escaping her eyes

She kisses the wind and whispers


..................Goodbye.....................





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