Generations passing by, I wonder why.
Children have charm, may they come to no harm.
Then they grow up into hags and old lags.
Give humanity a chance.
Mozart composed at five, to make people dance.
Striptease is an art form in France.
Some people have double decker prams.
5th November, 2018
Whenever. Wherever. Hopefully here in time to come.
All will be revealed and then some.
I await the day.
Meanwhile I pray.
That some day all will be well.
Deliver us from Hell.
May we make it through.
Me and you.
And everybody too.
Until then we soldier on.
The old days are not gone.
A world fit for me and you.
That’s what I want too.
Free creatures from the zoo.
Elephant and kangaroo.
Oh yes, me and you too.
Bright sparks in the dark.
Sunrise in clear skies.
For all and everyone.
Then my work will be done.
I say farewell to you.
This will never do.
I want music too.
Song and dance.
Give peace a chance.
The Beatles sang it too.
All will rhyme.
I end as I began.
Just one man.
One among many.
Almost without a penny.
When will the penny drop?
29th October, 2018
Endless figures passing by, some smile, some have a wink in their eye.
Some look grim, is the Grim Reaper following him?
I may see a child, plug ugly but the apple of his mother’s eye.
What a child was I?
Some have charm, God between us and all harm.
The temperature leaves something to be desired, has God retired?
I haven’t seen a priest so far, where are they all, in the bar?
I see a passing car.
En passant, as Macron might say, its just another day.
23rd October, 2018
I see the horizon and the sea.
Who will come there with me?
What lies beyond, what is my goal?
Beneath the sea are fish, a shoal.
Let us put up sail, you and I.
Sail to where the horizon meets the sky.
Don’t ask why.
Something calls me, calling you.
The sea and sky are blue.
Let us draw a line.
Welcome horizon, welcome sea and sky.
You are you and I am I.
I am a dot.
Nothing I am not.
You’re all I’ve got.
Thanks a lot.
25th September, 2018
A man told me PR is misunderstood.
He was a PR man, was he good?
If a missile site is planned for next door to you you become a target too.
What to do?
A PR man will tell you its alright, sleep at night.
Here come the bombs, look the other way, have a nice day.
Does the big lie always work, are you taken in?
Mr. Confusion whispers in your ear, the truth is a sin.
Or so he says, who are you to believe?
Not the man whose job is to deceive.
20th September, 2018
When tears come unbidden and grief can’t be hidden.
Life goes on, take refuge in a song.
A period of contemplation. Never again. Consternation.
It is, it was, it will not be.
Sadness for what is gone.
Life goes on.
Still, memory is there.
And always will be for those who care.
Memory is in the air.
28th July, 2018
Searching for you is like searching for the holy grail.
I went to the café with no avail.
I met a man with a stutter, some might call him a nutter.
He remembered my birthday, he has a good memory you see.
Anyway I’ll come another day.
Please don’t stay away.
I appeal to fortune, I appeal to fate.
All I have to do is wait.
You are a poem, a poem come to life.
My imaginary wife.
Have I gone too far?
As far as a star.
22nd July, 2018
I saw you once with worry on your face every other time you were filled with grace.
I saw you walking in the Sun you smiled and so did I.
I said hello I did not say goodbye.
We went our separate ways I hope we meet on other days.
I have not yet sold you my book, I hope you read and look.
A ray of sunshine in this life of mine.
A glass of wine.
Who knows maybe some happy day you and I will find our way.
Until then I remember your face.
Charm and grace.
7th July, 2018
A girl walks out across the world one step at a time.
Through the sunlight and the shade, everything looks fine.
To her destination, is that work or play?
A smile upon her face, I say good day.
She is in no hurry but she is getting there.
With her dog and bag and purse, she seems to have no care.
A smile upon her face for me and a smile on mine.
We may pass some words today or another time.
20th June, 2018
I saw you walking by with a flower in your hair.
You did not see me there.
I said hello, you did not hear me though.
Girl I barely know.
You have charm.
God between us and all harm.
I’ll chance my arm.
You are a beautiful view.
The Sun comes shining through.
A ray of sunshine in a world of grey.
Have a nice day.
A lot of people have worry on their face.
You have grace.
19th June, 2018