Wednesday, 18 July 2018

Nothing Beats Old Friends

Peace and quiet today are rare
What's with this rushing everywhere?
I steal two days to chill, relax
And carpe diem to the max!

Special friends from far away
Invite themselves for a short stay
In filtered sunlight, nature stirs
We walk in beechwoods, hear the birds...

They've been to Brussels, know the score
But come to share their lives once more
Good food and chats, warm childhood bond:
We put to rights this crazy 'monde'!

How many good friends can YOU claim?
(Acquaintances are not the same!)
So a glass of rosé in the sun
With those who care – is Number One!

(c) Poet in the woods 2018



Tuesday, 17 July 2018

Spend, Spend, Spend?

It's «Special Offers» time again;
With holidays, there's been a drain
Upon resources, goods unsold
Look for fast turnarounds - be bold!

Soft fruits and berries top the list
Fans against the heat come next
Not to mention racks of unsold clothes
And sassy sandals with peep-toes.

If you want a new car, end-of-line
With smart accessories, it's time!
In fact for those who choose to stay
With cash to spend – time to make hay!

The heat this year is up to tricks
Memories of Seventy-Six ...
So why not buy a barbecue
Or invest in a paddling pool?

(c) Poet in the woods 2018


Monday, 16 July 2018

Caterpillars on the Rampage!

All sorts of creepy-crawlies thrive in heat
An infiltration gardeners hate to meet
My box tree, once in pride of place, outside
Has suffered an attack, turned brown and died.

Although I water all my plants each day
Fierce sunshine this July has burnt its way
Through several fragile blooms; I am aghast
This never seemed to happen in the past.

In Belgium it's quite rare to not have rain
The grass along the tram tracks parched again
Sleeveless tops and sunhats flood the scene
Thoughts turn again to cold drinks and ice cream.

I poke my terrace pots and find more weeds
My wisteria invades; has trimming needs
More liquid fertilizer must be used ...
The result is many multi-coloured views.

Have the caterpillars gone? I must keep check
How they burrow in the soil I can't detect
But the butterflies and bees and birds have fun
So I sit and watch them busy in the sun!

(c) Poet in the woods 2018




Sunday, 15 July 2018

The Red Devils Return!

This is über-sport! The result's now in
I hear France has the final win
Macron hugs the bright blue team
But Croats fought hard, tough and mean.

I'm told the match play was superb
And this high score's the final word
But the Grand-Place echoes to the cries
Of Belgians with joy in their eyes.

Red Devil-mania fills the square
The red-gold-black flag everywhere
Enthusiasm, heartfelt pride
Cheers for our great national side!

(c) Poet in the woods 2018





Saturday, 14 July 2018

And in Third Place ...

The weekend blazes in full sun
With gentle sounds of bees that hum
But there's an eerie peace today
Car-less streets, hordes far away.

Full watering cans revive the flowers
Each delights in mini showers
They raise their heads in gratitude
Nature in its richest mood.

Trump struts in Scotland round golf green
While London crowds on TV screen
March in protest at his coming
His comments on Bo Jo were «stunning»!*

Meanwhile, all eyes on football peeled
Anglais and Belges upon the field
An exercise in saving face
For the coveted third place!

Red Devils hit two in the net;
For the runners-up, one can detect
Great disappointment and despair
In Twenty-Two – will they be there?

(c) Poet in the woods 2018

Belgium: 2 England: O

* Boris Johnson for Prime Minister!


Wednesday, 11 July 2018

England Bows Out!

The red rose wilts, the lions crouch
St. George's flag now flutters south
With sweaty limbs, all caked with grime
Exhausted, into extra time,

The English, far from Agincourt,
Failed to beat the Croats' score
Fiercely-fought, both sides intense;
The Croats now will meet the French.

Thrills, spills and substitutes galore
The crowds in uproar, wanting more
The tension mounts – World Cup in sight
But who will win it on the night?

(c) Poet in the woods 2018



Tuesday, 10 July 2018

After Half-Time!

The roads are empty – flags flap free
Most sit at home and watch TV
This match, so long-awaited, starts
Fever pitch in many hearts.

France and Belgium sweat it out
Tensions on both sides, no doubt
Half-time but still no goals are scored
Amazing! Nothing to applaud!

Two age-old enemies compete
Both want to be in driving seat
Sport titillates, makes their blood boil
Fierce battlefield - on foreign soil...

We're all on edge – the whistle blows
A lot depends on nifty toes
Two Nations now defend their honour
Who can boast a Maradona?

****

One goal by France and Blue beats Red
So the Gallic team's a step ahead
The Belgian dream goes up in smoke;
The Devils lose - but get my vote!

(c) Poet in the woods 2018