Heavenly Dreams
I visualize a voyage into infinite space,
Along with a spaceship and you,
Travelling hyperspeed, we would happily race,
A Comet, for the fun of the 'new'!
We would take a swift glance at vast Jupiter,
Perhaps stop for a picnic on Mars,
I certainly wouldn't worry, I'd know where we were,
By studying the formation of Stars.
With a stop off on Saturn, to study the views,
Then a visit to a Galaxy's expanse,
The whole spectacle, would sweep, away any blues,
And leave our keen minds in a trance.
The sun would shine brightly, a fab sight to see,
And lighten our excursion, for sure,
Away in this Universe, we'd feel oh so free.
What a wonderful way, to explore.
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All Renowned
The rusted pier stands on its flaking frame,
and has withstood the pounding of the sea
for years. So long its been a devotee.
Yet distant music tells of revelry.
in times gone by, when all was fun and fame.
The theatre which once was filled with song,
with comedy and drama at its best.
Now lives no longer with it merry jest,
no cheering, no applause, all laid to rest.
Where once there was a joyful sing-along.
The clowns, the acrobats, magicians too,
would walk the boards and thrill the waiting crowd.
Shouting their jokes and yarns, feeling proud,
the audience applauding, shouting loud.
Many a Star making their first debut.
Those days have vanished now, memories die
somehow then pleasures were joyfully found.
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Down By The Sea
Where the tumbling frothing surf,
Meets the sand dunes' spiky turf,
And daring seagulls dive and screech,
Above the sunny sandy beach,
Inventive children with bucket and spade,
Run down from the esplanade.
Lobster pots are drawn up to dry,
Beneath the blue and breezy sky,
And seaweed waiting for the tide,
Lies still, with nowhere else to hide,
And the tangy, salty languid air,
Makes one want to stand and stare.
A crab who liked the noonday heat,
Makes a speedy fast retreat,
As all his space has been invaded,
By humans looking for a shaded
Place to sit, and rest, and play,
On this hot shifting sand, today.
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Joy Has Begun
On these undulating hills where sheep roam free,
and every rabbit builds his own colony.
Yellow cowslips, pink clover and purple vetch,
add colour to the green fields as they stretch
as far as the eye can see. Here’s such a view
to fill the heart with joy that’s long overdue.
The fresh, sweet, clear air that swirls and twirls around,
only in the quiet countryside is found.
And placid cows that will wander munching grass,
take such little notice of us as we pass.
Rooks cawing loudly throughout the hours of day,
seem to send a warning. ‘Don’t you dare to stay’.
This ground so lush with all its fine thriving plants.
Animals, birds and insects, how they all enhance.
Beautiful treasury set out here to find,
available for each being of mankind.
The pleasure should be welcomed by everyone.
On these undulating hills, joy has begun.
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Nautical Bird
Seagulls, swooping, diving and squawking,
Bombarding the populace, who are out walking,
Miles away from their aqueous home,
So far inland now, do they roam,
Totally at odds, in our environment they fly,
Reeling, circling, high up in the sky.
Up close, they loom large, with a saucy air,
When they face you, with a staring, glaring dare,
They've, no fear of humans, proudly they stand,
Taking offerings, so eagerly, straight from your hand,
Quite eerie is their unmoveable dignified stance,
Taking with trust each and every chance.
They feed upon food, that around them just lies,
On pavements, and grassland, wherever their eyes
Alight. With greed, like vultures they grab each treat,
As if they've never before had food to eat,
Being a very smartly dressed nautical, type of bird,
With that cry, seafaring memories are invariably stirred.
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Summer Afternoon
I watched as swans went gliding by,
Gazing at gracefulness so sleek,
Then spied a dancing dragonfly,
Displaying its beauty, so unique.
And as I sat down by the stream,
The swans majestic, drifted on,
A sight of enchantment so supreme,
As on this scene, the sunbeams shone.
With rippling sounds that filled the air,
So restful that such a gentle tune,
Made this a place extraordinaire,
There, this mild summer afternoon.
The wind moved softly down the creek,
And whispered to the swaying grass,
As if to say, with tongue-in-cheek,
Bow down. Let me unhindered pass.
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Through The Window
Sorrow's inside me, how the tears seep
Unhindered from my eyes, loss to convey,
But through the window glints of sunshine peep,
And lift my spirit, softening the day.
The future is now mine, not one to share,
I start out looking for a new abode,
Maybe there'll be a place for me somewhere,
To settle, in some drive, street, lane or road.
A cosy home that's peaceful and serene,
Where my poor aching heart, at ease, can rest,
Remembering what precious years have been,
We two together then. They were the best.
I'm travelling on, with many thoughts anew,
Having known such happiness through time,
With avenues to search out and pursue,
And many an unknown mountain left to climb.
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The Contract
Pencil it in, if you're not really sure,
Then if you're not happy, you may want to withdraw,
But I'm sure upon reflection, this is just what you need,
Studying your requirements, of which I have taken heed,
We've viewed all your preferences and now I do feel,
We, at our end, can give you a good deal,
I wouldn't want to rush you, if you're not feeling ready,
Now read it all carefully, it can get a bit 'heady',
There are no hidden extras, to give you alarm,
And I can assure you, that with us, you'll come to no harm
For when it comes down to this transaction with us,
The whole process is one, we will do without fuss,
We will deal with it promptly in a couple of days,
If you get it in fast, I can tell you, it really pays,
Just leave it in our hands, and we'll make this job 'light',
Now your signature, please, What! you can't read or write!
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Kissed With Affection
The mist adorns the nestling hills,
and on the air, one hears the trills,
of the waking birds, as one and all,
give out their melodious morning call.
A hush descends across the scene,
where one can effortlessly glean
a sense of peace and tranquil calm,
a kind of comfort, a kind of balm,
that slowly seeps into one's soul.
And then an adventurous nosy mole,
is glimpsed, emerging from his hole,
in this so quiet and peaceful knoll.
A nest of robins greet the sun,
and paint the day with colours spun,
proudly displaying their blood red breasts,
against the green leaves. Then on the crest
now, is seen the rabbits, venturing abroad,
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A Void Of Qualm
The pavement echoed as I took each step,
my feet sounding so loud along the street.
No other human graced the concrete slabs,
no other human being did I meet.
Evening darkness circled all around,
with swirls of mist that gave an eerie calm.
As if the earth had stopped ticking its time,
and one was held within a void of qualm.
How haunting was this moment to my mind,
when any confidence seemed to have fled,
And only now in this grey place one felt,
a sanctuary left solely for the dead.
Two worlds that meet in one abandoned place,
each one not knowing that the other’s there.
A ghostly, empty, abandoned, barren site,
where thoughts take flight and start to taunt and scare.
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