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

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SEASONS

                     

SPRING

 

DAFFODILS AND TULIPS, DAISIES AND MORE

SONGBIRDS AND ROBINS COME KNOCKING AT YOUR DOOR

LILAC AND HONEYSUCKLE, MIMOSA ABOUND

PEACE IN THIS HAVEN A BEAUTIFUL SOUND

ALL GODS LITTLE CREATURES AWAKE FROM THEIR WINTER SLEEP

BLURRY EYED THEY POKE THEIR HEADS OUT OF THEIR HABITAT TO TAKE A PEEK

IT’S SAFE TO COME OUT NOW THE WISE OLD FOX INFORMS

THE HEAT IS ON AND THERE’S FOOD GALORE – COME ON OUT LADS THERE’S SCRAPS ON THE LAWN

AS THE SEASONS CHANGE, THE ARAB STALLIONS IN THE MEADOW WATCH WITH CURIOSITY, THEN CARRY ON CHEWING AS THEY OBSERVE

WINTER STORIES ARE LONG SINCE TOLD – CHILDREN PLAYING IN A BUDDING NEW WORLD

BBQ’S ARE CLEANED AND READY TO GO

LET’S HOPE WITH OUR INCLEMENT WEATHER IT DOESN’T STILL SNOW

SPRING IS THE BEGINNING OF NEW LIFE, NEW HOPE, AND MAYBE NEW LOVE

A GIFT FROM THE UNIVERSE OR MAYBE FROM GOD

WHOEVER INVENTED THE SEASONS, I DO NOT KNOW

TAKE HOLD WITH BOTH HANDS AND PLANT AND SOW

GRAB LIFE TODAY IN THIS SEASON OF SPRING

NATURE IS A WONDERFUL THING!

 

(c) CAROLYNN RAYMENT

 

 

 

FAREWELL NOTE TO EDWARD

 

Beyond our skins

To a place where dreams begin

Though your lips are no more than a kiss away

A future together is besieged with fear, and yet, I ache for you

We are ghost lovers of a time gone by, prisoners sharing insanity

Sometimes, you are simply two cups of tea, one for you and one for me

A melody of musical strings beat quietly and compassionately

There is no other for me – music is the only passion in my life

To clear my confusion of how a good wife should be

I will remember you always, and take you to

A place where dreams began

A war of lust and love

Confusion and turmoil besiege my mind

Though your lips are no more than a kiss away

And your name tastes of desire just like a child wanting cake

For the silence in my eyes can’t confess

If we could go through our days entwined together as lovers’ should

Instead, my chastity is locked away – my repulsion of the ‘act’ haunts me

Makes this time such a lonely place

My love for you is pure

Serene

I love your mind

But lust…!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BEAUTIFUL HEART

BEAUTIFUL HEART
Misunderstood by her peers at times – they don’t know her like I do
She’s like a newborn baby – as pure as gold
A sapling waiting to burst
A Philanthropist in the making – Socrates blind hope, pouring of her thoughts freely
Infectious smile and a rainbow of pretty colours
A breath of fresh air – unaffected, and yet, sometimes wild
Her antics are funny and a bit wacky
A mass of human goodness who would sacrifice her heart for the underdog
Each brave soldier laid to rest in the Somme – a terrible war. She stood at their graves and wept.
Her understanding of pain, and others’ sorrow and misfortune, is rare in one so young
Her expression of love is abundant, a scattering of bright stars from the abyss
Maybe she’s a carnation of a Celestial Soul, not from now, from then
Too knowing for a child
Her talents are endless, high jump, low jump, this and that
With a voice like an Angel and yet, she’s humble and full of self-doubt
Her selfless love is our salvation
We are blessed to have her in our lives

INTUITION

Indigo sky tonight, beautiful, as a young maiden
She pirouettes across my path
Her spirit is my mother, or, is it my grandmother?
I cannot tell – I cannot see – I can only feel
Intuition explains the inner psyche of man
Not tangible or real; just a fairy tale
My pilgrimage is complete – I have walked the journey

HERBS FOR THE SOUL

HERBS FOR THE SOUL

PASSIFLORA INCARNATA

FOR RESTLESS SLEEP

GINSENG BRANDY

A TONIC AND A TREAT

THE BRILLIANT YELLOW OF GORSE CARRY THE STRENGTH OF THE SUN

WE BEGIN TO FEEL THE HOPE THAT COMES WITH SPRING

RENEWED LOVE, AND WHO KNOWS, WEDDING BELLS MAY RING

MIMULUS GUTTATUS

HELPS TO CONQUER OUR KNOWN FEARS

HEALING OUR DEMONS OF MANY HUNDRED YEARS

AVENA SATIVA

SOOTHING AND CALM, TO HELP US THROUGH OUR PHOBIAS AND PAIN

KEEPING US SAFE WHEN NIGHT-TIME FALLS; ALLOWING US REST AND STAYING SANE

HYPERICUM PERFORATUM

RELEASES CONSTRAINT AND SELF DESTRUCTION

NO MORE TO BE DAMNED WITH EVOLUTION

HERBS GLADDEN THE HEART AND MAKES US SING

FEEDS US WITH ETHICS AND INNER ZING

RENEWED FRIENDSHIPS, AND MAYBE, JUST MAYBE…A LOVER WILL PROPOSE

HEAVEN SENT WITH A SPRIG OF WILD ROSE

THIS FLOWER REMEDY IS TAKEN FROM THE DOG ROSE

BEAUTIFULLY GROWN IN AN ABUNDANCE OF HEDGEROWS

CONCOCTION OF HERBS BLENDED WITH TREASURE

OUR LIVES CANNOT POSSIBLY MEASURE

LIFE CAN BE HOPELESS AND SADNESS ENSUES, BUT, REMEMBER THIS

WE ARE THE ONLY ONES WHO CAN ATTAIN OUR OWN INNER BLISS

TAKE CONTROL OF LIFE – GRAB IT WITH BOTH HANDS

THESE ANCIENT HERBS ARE A CONDUIT, A VESSEL FOR CHANGE

GIVE LOVE, EMBRACE LOVE, ONLY TRUE LOVE WILL REIGN…