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    I long for the ways of old
    when magic stilled roamed
    and the streets were made of gold
    where our dreams could take hold

    I long for the time
    when the monsters
    didn’t try to deny their crime
    honesty today is so hard to find

    I long to see
    the open sky
    without these walls that
    imprison me
    within sober sensibility

    I seek the peace
    of a forgotten way
    to find the release
    that appreciates the beauty
    of both night and day.

    #306585

    I think back to an untroubled dream
    where I walked in a garden
    that was so serene
    a place where pixies
    and goblins convene

    I wished to join them
    but they said no
    for I had grown too old
    too fast as they had watched me grow

    Tears streamed my face
    as I begged them to let me in
    ‘we’re sorry’ they said
    ‘but that’s the price of sin’

    #306586

    A. A. Milne – one of my favourites! :D

    ‘Cottleston Pie’

    Cottleston Cottleston Cottleston Pie,
    A fly can’t bird, but a bird can fly.
    Ask me a riddle and I reply
    Cottleston Cottleston Cottleston Pie.

    Cottleston Cottleston Cottleston Pie,
    Why does a chicken? I don’t know why.
    Ask me a riddle and I reply
    Cottleston Cottleston Cottleston Pie.

    Cottleston Cottleston Cottleston Pie,
    A fish can’t whistle and neither can I.
    Ask me a riddle and I reply
    Cottleston Cottleston Cottleston Pie.

    — A. A. Milne

    #306587

    @rubyred wrote:

    My Mother in law,faught in the War.
    back in 43.
    and as Im reminded every week,
    its cos of Her ” im free”.

    I apologised for not yet being Born,
    and a tear,I could have sworn
    dripped doon my wee face.
    as shameful was I,,to be born,in a Race:
    that had NO winners.

    My Mother in law,,is far superior to me,
    she born the laddie,that is part of me.
    her comments now,,make me wince.
    and i KNOW she makes,Far better Mince.

    My mother in Law,,Never lets me Speak,
    as an All knowing,superior freak.
    she gloats of Countries abroad she has seen,
    the Tallin cruise ,the Moscovian Queen.
    the way she dances,in St Petersburg square,
    the Australian cruise,and its not fair.
    from mexico grande to singapore,Cuba y Chile,
    oh hear her roar.

    so life goes on,and she never forgives,
    as she prattles on,about the Malidives.
    Of All the places I couold have seen,,if ONlY i WAS a princess queen.
    but together,forever,are her son and I ,
    alas, i will never let her see me cry.
    a laugh.a giggle,,im forever the Fool.
    and the laughs with our kids,,in sunny Blackpool :)

    rubes consistently brilliant
    x

    #306588

    I agree with toy.. rubes, loving your work :)

    #306589

    @Forget Me Not wrote:

    the panda is such
    a curious beast
    under observation,
    all it does is eat.
    Such dedication
    to its gut
    makes one think
    that its mouth simply
    does not shut.

    Perhaps, or it could be all about the quality of the bamboo shoots.

    I’ll need to get back to you on this one.

    #306590

    Once, a long time ago
    when the stars seemed young
    and the moon did truly glow
    I was in love

    her beauty so great,
    mind sharp as a cleaver
    in my heart I had vowed
    to never leave her

    but the moment passed
    and I never did tell her
    of my unrequited love,
    oh my darling sweet…

    to this day I can’t
    say her name
    lest it remind me
    of secret shame
    this is all but the lark
    that comes from having
    a broken heart

    #306591

    My mother in law,,kinda gets on my wick.
    the things she says,the way she prays,
    its all that wee bit sick.
    as her days pass in a catholic haze.

    at her age,she is away with the fairys,
    as she blesses Our lady and says the Hail Marys.
    she ignored her religeon for 40 odd years,
    ignored the call of romanian tears.

    never suffered fools ,she declared !
    as i sat there and wept.
    i was ever so scared,
    as the future it crept..

    so i faced her !

    and told her I was the love of HER sons life.
    and in a secret wee bet,he made me his wife. !
    was never good enough,and never princess Di,
    a clown and a poet, so take it ..oh my !

    and she disowned him.

    and later she realised she needed me too,
    we took them on holiday, a family through and through.
    along came the baby.put things in motion,
    till the night she mentioned,, casually.., abortion. !

    and i hated her.

    so i smiled through the years,and the thinly veiled tears,
    as i watched her non smiling eyes glower.
    the ill fated looks of not in her good books,
    but NOT once did i ever cower.

    then he died.

    so now,i appear,to sound ever so queer,
    as i tolerate this woman so bold.
    no longer the 20 something fears, but a lassie of cheers.
    and a mother in law so pathetically old.

    and she needs me..

    #306592

    Rubes, that is beautiful and makes me want to cry. I love you, girlxxxx

    #306593

    @rubyred wrote:

    My mother in law,,kinda gets on my wick.
    the things she says,the way she prays,
    its all that wee bit sick.
    as her days pass in a catholic haze.

    at her age,she is away with the fairys,
    as she blesses Our lady and says the Hail Marys.
    she ignored her religeon for 40 odd years,
    ignored the call of romanian tears.

    never suffered fools ,she declared !
    as i sat there and wept.
    i was ever so scared,
    as the future it crept..

    so i faced her !

    and told her I was the love of HER sons life.
    and in a secret wee bet,he made me his wife. !
    was never good enough,and never princess Di,
    a clown and a poet, so take it ..oh my !

    and she disowned him.

    and later she realised she needed me too,
    we took them on holiday, a family through and through.
    along came the baby.put things in motion,
    till the night she mentioned,, casually.., abortion. !

    and i hated her.

    so i smiled through the years,and the thinly veiled tears,
    as i watched her non smiling eyes glower.
    the ill fated looks of not in her good books,
    but NOT once did i ever cower.

    then he died.

    so now,i appear,to sound ever so queer,
    as i tolerate this woman so bold.
    no longer the 20 something fears, but a lassie of cheers.
    and a mother in law so pathetically old.

    and she needs me..

    good straight from the heart stuff rubes xxxx ((((((rubes))))))

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