Monday, 26 June 2017

Byte-sized

As you scroll down on the Internet
In search of some elusive fact
Temptation in your way will step
Lurid headlines try to trap

Your interest, or maybe a quiz
Annoying adverts catch your eye
«Pop-ups» put you in a tizz
Your concentration blown sky-high!

Hail to the short attention span!
Modern children find it tough
To read a book through but they can
Surf until they've had enough.

In gentler times, not long ago
Letter writing was an art
Newspapers kept you «in the know»
And TV played a major part.

Now knowledge comes in tidy bytes
Pre-packaged with a point of view
An avalanche of smart «insights»
But I think for myself, don't you?

(c) Poet in the woods 2017

Sunday, 25 June 2017

Thomas Scales new Heights!

Ups and downs, hills and dales
Life's a journey – wind in sails
Small boys make progress at great speed
The daily challenge is a need!

Wee Thomas, edging on to four,
Loves climbing – so much to explore
On sunny days why stay inside
When you can zoom down on a slide?

Steep steps beckon – off you go
Hold on tight and take it slow
A moment later you're on top
Survey the scene then down you drop.

The confidence of Thomas grows
His lust for freedom clearly shows
Amazing what these playgrounds teach
Brand new summits within reach!

(c) Poet in the woods 2017

Saturday, 24 June 2017

In a Sweat!

It's humid – shades of Seventy-Six
May-September on hot bricks
Standpipes, buckets in long queues
Yellow grasslands make the news!

Farmers mopping dripping brows
Pasture land too parched for cows
Restrictions: «Please don't wash your car!»
Empty shelves – no bottled «Spa».

Yet these extremes breed customs new
Picnics under skies of blue
Resorts along the coast do well
And ice-cream vendors sell – and sell!

My terrace flowers shoot up fast;
Unbidden, tough weeds grow too – blast!
We swelter, wear hats, carry fans
Gardeners wield big watering cans.

The ground is hard and powder dry
And not a rain cloud in the sky
The reservoirs at all-time low
Make life for farmers touch and go.

But people smile and wear bright clothes
Or sit in parks to read or doze;
We know the rains will surely come
But in the meantime – let's have fun!

(c) Poet in the woods 2017


Friday, 23 June 2017

What a Nice Bit of Skirt!

The heat pokes fun at silly laws;
When it's sweltering indoors
Boys and teachers find it hard
To wear long trousers, but are barred

From wearing shorts – it's just NOT done ...
But a loophole has been found – what fun!
They turn up in white ties and shirts
but instead of trousers, pleated skirts!

The genius of it – it's not new
The Scots are expert at it too!
We revel in this scorching heat
As men in skirts are a rare treat!

(c) Poet in the woods 2017


Wednesday, 21 June 2017

At the Gare Centrale

So it's «Shoot to kill!» time once again
Armed soldiers do their bit
A slight fire somewhere near the train
Then the Terrorist is hit.

Station cordoned off, delays
Blue lights converge on site
Fear stalks again in summer haze
Security is tight.

Aghast, we scroll down on the web
Is there no one we can trust?
Our joie de vivre at a low ebb
As we try to earn our crust...

(c) Poet in the woods 2017

On 20th June, 2017


Tuesday, 20 June 2017

In Memory of Karen

Warm day in June with sweet perfume
Rose petals fall – it is too soon
Our dear friend - known for her kind heart
And radiance - has lost her spark.

There are no words – she slips away
Unconscious, free of pain today
Her spirit soars just out of reach
We clutch at straws to fill the breech ...

The fragility of life's fine thread
We could wish it stronger, but instead
It was soft and rich with golden sheen
And wove with memories a dream.

Brave Andrew left with his fair Rose
Surrounded by the friends he knows
Such sweet families are rare;
We all loved Karen and we care.

(c) Poet in the woods 2017

(Karen Boreham-Garside: 9th May 1957 - 7th June 2017)



Watery Thoughts

The shadows shorten – the sun climbs
The heat dissolves all thoughts of rhymes;
While walking to the shops I think
What would I not give – for a drink!

There's talk of drought in Belgium; really?
The water table drops quite clearly
The Walloon Region is too dry
What happens if a spark should fly?

In Portugal the forests burn
Too many deaths; when will they learn
To build away from leafy glade?
Great scenery but early grave ...

Water - now known as «Blue Gold»
Brings life to crops, turns wheat to gold
But too much sunshine is a curse
Rain must quench Dame Nature's thirst ...

(c) Poet in the woods 2017