Granddaughter

Sometimes silence is calming for the mind
Doesn’t mean I’m not being kind
Words can be hurtful and cruel
But no malice intended is the golden rule
We are fragile beings in this great universe
But, my love for you is tender and cannot be reversed
Your future is important, the happiness you bring
Go forward in life, love, laugh, dance, and sing
You are vivacious, kind, funny and sometimes you feel sad
Some would say occasionally mad!
Go well my beautiful girl – come hell or high water
You will always be my dear Granddaughter

Valentine

carolynnrayment

I watched her face in the February morning mist

She seems quite old, and a little remiss

She fumbled with arthritic hands to open her missive

Who has sent me this she retorted, a little dismissive

Where are my specs she muses with laughter?

If it’s from old Tom Parker, I know what he’s after

What does it say Mum, please do tell

She read it out loud, oh, what the hell

She paused for a moment with a tear in her eye

It’s only from my long lost love – Billy Blythe

You never mentioned him Mum, was he a mate

No, my dear – he was my soul mate

So, what happened, why did he leave?

I married your father it was a better deal

That’s not fair; you went for money, not love

No, no, my dear child, it wasn’t the case

Your granddad decided, said he…

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Valentine

I watched her face in the February morning mist

She seems quite old, and a little remiss

She fumbled with arthritic hands to open her missive

Who has sent me this she retorted, a little dismissive

Where are my specs she muses with laughter?

If it’s from old Tom Parker, I know what he’s after

What does it say Mum, please do tell

She read it out loud, oh, what the hell

She paused for a moment with a tear in her eye

It’s only from my long lost love – Billy Blythe

You never mentioned him Mum, was he a mate

No, my dear – he was my soul mate

So, what happened, why did he leave?

I married your father it was a better deal

That’s not fair; you went for money, not love

No, no, my dear child, it wasn’t the case

Your granddad decided, said he would be a more suitable mate

We were young and frivolous, knew nothing about life

So, Billy Blythe married Veronica Rice

We always knew we were right for each other

And one day in our lives we would be together

50 years on after searching the globe

I’ll walk down the aisle wearing a velvet robe

Tender words danced off the page

How are you my friend – I do hope you are fine

My wife, sadly has gone now, but we did have a good time

I have missed you all of my life my sweetheart true

Finally, I am free to be with you

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DEMENTIA

Although I wrote this a while back, sometimes we all need a reminder of how cruel dementia is.

carolynnrayment

She bears the scars of the ravages of age and addled brain
The phone will ring – a voice I do not recognise
Hello, is that Carolynn, or Carolynn’s mother?
Then realise I’ve heard this voice before
Her name is Julie; the widow of an eminent writer, so she says
Mis-dialled again; I’m too busy to talk I have a busy life to lead
She is becoming an irritant, but then…
I listen to her story – a life of sheer happiness in the past, and now, misery and isolation
She mumbles a thank you dear for contacting Derek for me
I thought he wrote 40 books, but you say 30
Are you going to America to work, or did you say Australia?
I’m not very well again she whispers in my ear. How are you dear is that Carolynn or
Carolynn’s mother?
It’s the second time my doctor has…

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Cerebral Sadness

Troubled Soul

Red hot spikes souring – his mind is in a catatonic state

His cerebral cover fighting for air, he wants to breathe again

How did this fragile being come to this?

Is this the doing of evil or, just a beautiful mind gone haywire?

Highly charged electrons sabotaging his brain – chaotic thoughts

Head bursting in emotional pain, anger and frustration

Childhood memories of love, freedom and joy

Playing in his meadow of wild flowers and running with nature

So much joy and sanity then

Where did it go wrong? Was it an outside force of evil, or is it

The way of this uncertain world?

Questions, questions!

Every tomorrow has two handles

You can take hold of the handle of anxiety or the handle of renewed wisdom

Upon your choice so will be the day!

 

Farewell To Daniel

Bleak sky, grey and menacing, on this winter’s morn

Icicles and snow blanket the earth

Birds are silent showing great respect; they just bow their heads

To honour his spirit now at peace

Too young and vital to depart this world

How sad to witness his family mourn – the Angels now will take good care

To protect his ‘being’ somewhere in the universe

We will remember him fondly as we say goodbye

Our glasses we will raise as high as the sky

We will watch you being embraced and cocooned

As the Angels lift you gently into their arms

Your friends will look after your dear wife

We will share our memories today with her

Don’t worry, Daniel, we will nurture her through this journey…

 

 

 

 

DILEMMA

 

WANDERING IN THE WILDERNESS FAR AND WIDE

YEARS OF NO DIRECTION AND VERY LITTLE PRIDE

TORTURED MIND WITH NO HELP, OR CARE

TRAPPED INSIDE THIS CHAOTIC LAIR

WHAT IS THE ANSWER FOR FREEDOM TO COME

THE COFFERS ARE BARE, TOO MUCH OF A COSTLY SUM

MY BOOMERANG HAS BEEN LAUNCHED INTO THE ABYSS

A THOUSAND SUNS SHINE AND MAKES A WISH

MAGNETIC FORCES PLAY A PART

TO RETURN MY BOOMERANG BACK TO MY HEART