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
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.
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
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