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    ANGELS…..

    Angels watch each and every step we take
    There are around to guide us if we make a mistake
    Some are real close and in our everyday life
    Those of us that are lucky make them our wife

    I do not have an angel to call my own just yet
    But surely one day she’ll profess ‘we just met’
    Until such times I will keep writing poems and rhymes
    Don’t ask where they come from they are just my lines

    Sometimes funny and occasionally sometimes sad
    Never done in anger and ‘hey’ you know I’m a lil mad!
    Like ships on an ocean they glide along the pages
    Some take no time at all and some take bloody ages

    It’s all humour to me and a way to express a feeling
    Never meant to shock or send your body reeling
    Someday’s I cant write a single useful or meaning word
    Might as well go sit in a tree and crap like a bird

    So influential are words that we sometimes see
    And some of the times I write with meaning to me!
    However they are only darker patches on your screen
    And only ever sent to friends ‘present’ not ones that have been

    #110461

    Lovers!

    We all have one of these somewhere in our heart
    Doesn’t matter if you live together or miles apart
    We do cherish a call- text or a warm thought shared
    The romance of something done that was naughty &‘dared’

    Sunrays would be streaming through sun kissed curtains
    The starry gaze in to each other’s eyes is a ‘certain’
    We would give anything we owned to share their pain and grief
    When they’re down we try to guide them through any dis-belief

    Never Take anything like love in vain or for granted
    It will go tits up…pear-shaped and worse still slanted!
    Stay on the level…be straight- honest…happy and true
    Then one day your lover shall appear and forever love you

    #110462

    WORK!
    > >
    > >Here I sit with cup in hand & bugger all to do
    > >Thinking about life – as well as me and you
    > >Phones keep ringing questions are asked
    > >It will wait till Monday, as I can’t be arsed
    > >
    > >Repeated request’s for information pour
    > >Fax’s bleep – PDA’s chirp – more and more
    > >Information flows via E-mail and phone calls
    > >Sitting here staring at the four blank walls
    > >
    > >Screens display all that’s happening in the world
    > >Air blows through the window and by fans is hurled
    > >Paper rustles as it moves and shuffles around
    > >“Your enquiry” is somewhere in this bloody mound
    > >
    > >Watching the clock waiting for home-time’s arrival
    > >It’s more about getting out alive and survival
    > >Another day will follow and the same thing occur
    > >Till then may the workload be less of a blur
    > >

    #110463

    Summers here no more sad winter cheer
    It’s all BBQ’s short sleeved shirts and plenty beer
    Cooked chicken legs in a spicy marinade
    Sparkle of the cutting shiny knife blade

    Drink flows and the fulfilled faces glow
    Good laughter and chat from friends we know
    Till bellies are filled we eat away and drink
    Who cares about the drifting smoke and stink?

    As evening comes the laughter progresses
    Odd drinks get spilt and no-one worries about messes
    Chatter and laughter turns to howling roars
    As the cold encroaches guests creep back indoors

    And till the food and drink has all but gone
    And the moonlight is where the sun once shone
    We all say goodnight and go to our homes
    All that’s left are empty tins, bottles, and those chicken bones

    #110464

    Very nice Dibb’s, even if you have me crying first thing in the morning lol.
    They really are lovely poems, and they touched my heart.

    #110465

    Dedicated to a special friend……..

    There is a woman I know not far from Anglesey
    We met on the net and she’s crazy like me
    We have spoken about allsorts from private to not
    And really I type but don’t say to her an awful lot

    Oneday we’re going to have a coffee al fresco
    I’ll stick on a shirt and look my honourable besto
    Were going to put it all to ‘world rights’
    Laugh – joke and generally talk shite!

    No one will escape our mindless blasts
    Be it in the future or in both our pasts
    We’ll peck them to pieces and dishevel them all
    And if it’s a bloke he might not leave with his balls

    And if it’s a lady I will smile and say nowt
    As from you no doubt a drop kick or a clout
    It’s long over due this cuppa coffee you owe me
    Still nothing like your friendship my friend Cherie

    #110466

    Cherry red, marina blue, yellow pansies wriggle in amongst trees
    natures gift is but to send this on a sweet smelling breeze
    branches rustle leaves change colour year on in at some wooded glades
    all this is natural and to the eye doth please ‘natures charades’

    heather clad valleys do send conjuring thoughts to the mind
    red deer do tend to their young in a manner so outwardly kind
    it is in life but to notice natural ways of this all showing
    all laid to rest at the days end by the sun just gently glowing

    days darken nights get longer for half of our every year
    it means that as time passes older we grow ‘just a little older ‘dear!
    times precious hold it close to hand – mind – and heart
    because without this wonderfull gift we would not even a day start.

    #110467

    Fridays
    Another week has passed us by
    Minutes and seconds past us do fly
    We’ll never see these dates & Times ever again
    And by no means is the future seen as plain

    We push on through and face anew each time
    Do we really have perspective of occurrences after nine?
    Trees silhouette the violet coloured sky
    Stars sparkle in night air as if to say “Hi”

    Darker the night grows as later and later it gets
    We all settle down, loved ones, friends and pets
    As we sleep nature takes the world in hand
    And cares for our earth as it always demands

    So much happens as we rest sleep and dream
    And none of it really do we ever say “I’ve seen’
    It’s silent and peaceful and happens each day
    It’s what happens on earth and in each wave washed bay

    And after the darkness without fail the sun rises
    Brings us new days and heart-warming suprises
    It’s there everyday of our lives we should see
    It’s there for everyone including you and me

    What else could be left for us all to do right?
    As all these miracles happen in the middle of the night
    Some we shall never ever see – touch…….or hold
    So live happy and be with loved ones, as you grow old

    Because our time is just never guaranteed
    We all have to face a new day as if a sunflower seed
    It grows and looks up whilst the sun shines brightly
    And always smiles back at us as each day turns to “nighty”

    #110468

    MOTHER’S is the title the rest say’s it all!

    The joy’s of living caring for others
    Is first felt in this world by our dear Mother’s
    Without question they care for all
    Be you short – wide – or ten feet tall

    Their hand will clasp a grazed elbow
    And so re–assuringly the pain will just go
    Their smiles will warm any cold day
    Or just help us up or on our way

    So never under estimate a special Mum
    They are there instantly if you need um!
    Hands help wide they are your bestest friend
    Carry their love never just say ‘it’s pretend’

    Because we all have good days and bad
    Mother’s forge on through happy and sad
    Once in a while say to them ‘you’re the greatest’
    And appreciate they really do know best

    So without more ado I salute your plight
    Your endless attempts to get things right
    If just left to say ‘thank the lord’ your there!
    And for ‘Ever’ for you ‘Dear Mother’ may I care……

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