Eating Out.

Sedately chewing around me the diners
Enjoying their various courses, abound
In good manners, not clattering china
Or staring at me, as dawdling on down
This immensity, peopled by eaters
I search for any unoccupied chair.
Room overladen with unconcerned feasters'
I suddenly slip, throwing tray in the air
Which crashes almightily, landing in style
After spilling hot soup over the hair
Of someone who's foot was held in the ailse
In plaster-of-paris! ! - now don't you agree
'Eating out' from now on will mean 'picnics' for me!

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Making a Memory

Languishing prostrate
Sultry sun melding our senses
We lay, and we talked
My daughter and I
Under a summer's evening sky.

Whispering secrets
Exchanging ludicrous viewpoints
On freedom to love.
My daughter and I
Under a waning twight sky.

Skipping out seawards
Through late lazy wavelets, swimming
midst wet girlish glee.
My daughter and I
Under that memorable sky.

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A Bit o' Fun!

(For the girls) - Scene - Bedroom.
Television On.

Who wants hot-rocking
Kits-off, full frontal
Chipperdancing ravers
When I got you babe?
Just looking!

Do I want knicker-waving
Lead-pumping prancers,
Toothy-grinning shimmyers,
Cheeky-faced paraders
When I got you babe?
Who's looking!

Must I have sexy singing
Leg-flinging swingers,
Botty-bumping antics
From wide-eyed romantics

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Saturday Valentines

Today is the 'flowers and hearts' day, no
Ordinary Saturday this, but a blissful
Anticipatory day, which can flow
From the soul of love. Valentine kisses
Are sweeter when sent with a well-meant thought
Of commitment to showing a lifetime
Devotion, a dated notion and brought
From the past, but needed to make love divine.
So when we say 'Please be mine' let no clock
Dictate until when. Be timeless in love
And love will succeed. Saturday shopping
For casual loving then ascends above
The norm, and this Valentine morning achieves
What lovers desire, a love in which to believe.

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Fringes of Hope.

Torn as it's edge is, I have sworn always
To apprehend hope. Glazed with eyes blinded
By hurt, hope only can bind up loose frays
And render the future reasonably kind.

Hope sings it's own song loudly, forcibly
Too, for anyone who wants impressions
Of what can heal stress, and looks at causes
For mend. Hope can then yet achieve success.

Unravelling life can damage fringes
Of hope, but never blows totally dry
The freshest outlook. A mind-set unhinged
Without hope can cower in much sighing.

Lean then on strong hope, experience re-birth
Of delight, - quite the best feeling on earth.

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Valentine Moon.

So many hearts now peering towards you,
Pleading you hear as you grace each night sky.
Tis time soon for speaking of love, perhaps new
But unspoken. Valentines Day draws nigh,
And, wondrous white Queen, you see the longing
And witness yearnings for Valentine hope
That declared love be spoken, so give tongue
To the tongue-tied by your own copious
Moonlight, assisting shy lovers to voice
Passionate feelings. Bolster such ardour
Before you sweep onward, help hearts rejoice,
Favour us earthlings, power us from afar
And reward waiting souls. Bestow on all
Valentine Love.. (p.s. make me your first call.)

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And What Of Passion?

Can it be passion
That gives meaning to joy
Which results in emotions
Excelling in ardent employ?

Passion is wholly
Transforming, it transcends
Then creates sacred fires
In the heart that burn without end.

Chaotic and wild
At times it obsesses
But acts out deep fantasies
With a profound zeal - nothing less.

Rapturous passion
Exults in desiring
Each day's opportunity
To infuse spice into it's fire.

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Autumn Broke Today.

I turned today and Autumn broke
Before my eyes on fields of gold.
Whispered low-key on each haystack
And curled itself through bonfire smoke.
Summer's colour starts unfolding
In cool mists, pales and loses track.

I felt today that Autumn showed
Its hold. Summer, palling, flutters
To the ground. Cracking sound of twigs
Snapping from each tree, as slowly
East wind saps them, then it mutters
Warnings round the wires of riggings.

I sensed today, as Autumn fell
Into hedgerow's berry harvest
Time now to measure well ripe juice,
As chance of losing who can tell?
Nights wrapped in chill will do their best
To blight it, - with Autumn as excuse.

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The Awakening.

Kaleidoscoping from dark to the light,
My heart needed to be reigned in tighter.

To ricochet in some swaying rope-dance
From somnolence to wanton dalliance
Was recipe for every mental ailment.
So seeng life should not be thus, my intent
Was not to cheapen but to value days.

My heart must have a holiday, not lazy
Or recreational, - - transcendental
It would then capitulate, see essential
Harmony in peace. A sabbatical
With silence would not be too radical.

Giving time to time with pressures lost
In present moment would not prove costly
A secret anniversary - - - with Me.
Some spot within where I could dream, freely.

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My Brother and I.

Falling through memory's wide open window,
Hitherto kept tightly closed.
I'm flying away into chilhood experience
Where, brother and I were supposed
To be good, while parental strife, flaring
Brightly, would envelope us nightly,
As arms flung round each other
We struggled to sleep,
Despite shouting and fighting
Downstairs, we said pleading prayers
And, always tearful goodnights.

We often cried quietly
Into the darkness my brother and I.
Orphaned from love, we grew close
Together, and clung to each other
Over the ensuing years.
Losing my only beautiful brother
To cancer has emptied and drained
My lonely heart, despite

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