Conforming

I cannot unilaterally,
decide to do what pleases me.
How very easy life would be
if that was satisfactory.
Although it makes me furious.
I must confer, debate discuss
until it is unanimous.
I find it rather curious.
It seems your free will is not free.
Although you think it ought to be.
In order to live peacefully
as part of our society.
We have to voluntarily
place limits on our liberty.

05/11/2009
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Pure prejudice

A prude regards all nudes as rude
unchanging in their attitude.
Which they perceive as rectitude.
A sign of their ineptitude
They cannot see as pulchritude
the naturalness of being nude.
The will allow no latitude,
just being bare to them is lewd.
It must be sad to be a prude.
Because they have misunderstood
that being nude need not be rude
It need be neither lewd nor crude
Reluctantly I must conclude
that once a prude always a prude.

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All Will Be Revealed

I cannot prove that God exists
You cannot prove that he does not.
Yet still the argument persists.
What does it matter not a lot?
What I believe may not be true
There is no way I can be sure.
I think the same applies to you.
That's why we both feel insecure.
Although I'm open to debate.
I see no point in argument.
I have no doubt if we just wait
The truth will become apparent.
When we have left this world behind.
We will no longer be so blind.

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Becoming

A rose bud still, not yet a rose.
A gawky awkward teenager
but she will blossom as she grows
and make me proud she’s my daughter.
But how I hate the moody blues
the angst and insecurity
all teenagers must struggle through.
Their heightened sensitivity.
She sees us all as critical
of how she looks and all she does.
Though how she feels is typical
of each and every one of us
When were young and underwent
our teenage years of discontent.

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Also Ran

Why is it men must strive to win
The pleasure lies in taking part,
the simple joy of joining in
To finish last is no great sin.
So why not be an also ran
at least it proves that you can run.
You’re not ashamed to show you can
take part in anything for fun
Somebody must be champion.
Why worry if it is not you
He will be beaten by someone
and lose his place. They always do
Today he may hold pride of place
Tomorrow is another race.

1-Apr-08

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Sometimes for M lady Tara

Sometimes I just sit quietly
and put my mind in neutral gear.
Set my imagination free
and wait for visions to appear
The visions which inspire me
to pick my pencil up and write.
About the dreamscapes I can see,
which I describe in black and white.
Though those who read my poetry
use their imagination to
visualise quite easily.
The scenes I try to share with you.
Sometimes I fail, sometimes succeed
in entertaining all who read.

24-Dec-07

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Stalker for M Lady Anita atina

The opalescent mists of dawn
within their luminosity.
Conceal a roe deer and her fawn
from idle curiosity.
But shutterbugs will wait all night
for such an opportunity.
To photograph for our delight
the kind of scene we seldom see.
Recording for posterity
with digital technology
invading family privacy.
I think perhaps forgivably.
There is no reason for alarm
this kind of stalker does no harm.

29-Apr-08
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Breathing Space for friend David desantis

Beneath the bridge the river flows
along the bank side alder grows.
There in the shadow of the trees
small creatures move about with ease.
Safe from the flying predators
which hunt along the water course.
In search of some small tasty bite
to satisfy their appetite.
The riverside a habitat
for rabbit vole and water rat.
The peaceful waterside enjoys
an almost total lack of noise.
I walk here seeking solitude
serenity and quietude.

4-May-08

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A Patient suitor.

Moonlight was my homeward escort.
I felt no need for company
Strolling slowly deep in thought.
An idea struck me suddenly.
I need no man to protect me.
Here in the quiet countryside
I can walk alone in safety.
Although sometimes I decide
To let a friend accompany me
He sees me safely to my door
Its choice and not necessity.
He's just a friend and nothing more.
Although I know he'd like to be
more than a friend and marry me.

Friday,02 March 2012

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Saving Face.

.

i die honourably.
committing hara kiri
erases my disgrace.

only a coward
evades responsibility
for his past actions.

honour demands
I must voluntarily
draw my blade across.

cut from left to right
die slowly in agony
suffer stoically.

.until a good friend
strikes off my head: sets me free

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