Experience puts us through our paces
Time writes lines upon our faces
Disappointments test our spark
And sorrow burns holes in our heart
But somehow, we all soldier on
Our spirit fights to keep us strong
Hope buoys us up on sunless days
And gifts of happiness amaze.
Material goods don’t hit the spot;
When we pass, we leave the lot!
But precious friends are life’s true joy
As they form bonds time can’t destroy.
(c) Poet in the woods 2023
Time flies when you’re having fun
Or trying hard – to get things done
Days lengthen but free time is short
Interruptions? Pause for thought!
So, you wonder – must I work away
And achieve all tasks – today?
Is this deadline cast in stone
Or can I put it off – by phone?
Relentless I.T. – constant pressure
Weekends fly by without leisure;
Like when we scan the on-line news:
Stressful war “games” don’t enthuse …
Is constant change our daily lot?
More red tape - as like as not
All now seems on nerves to grate;
Bears are right – let’s hibernate!
(c) Poet in the woods 2023
One person missing is big news
Police dogs, divers, camera crews …
But when a Turkish earthquake strikes,
Death tolls shoot up to new heights …
Talk of 40,000 I have heard;
Many in Syria
have occurred
A myriad family lives cut short
Harsh scenes of desolation - fraught …
While rescue workers without rest
Harbour hope and do their best
A lucky few come out alive
Though silent masses don’t survive …
At last, free flow of health supplies!
As each exhausted doctor tries
To help all those in dire need;
Field hospitals work at full speed…
Politics can’t be blamed for shakes
The cause is those tectonic plates
Which remind us in a flash once more
That Nature’s power transcends war!
(c) Poet in the woods 2023
A Kansas kiddie born, not bred
Who
loved New York’s bright lights instead
A gifted pianist who composed
“Magic Moments” – tapping toes…
Music Director for Marlene
Creator of the “Alfie” theme
Hal David's lyrics soon on board
A three times Academy award!
Did his four wives hear this refrain:
“I’ll never fall in love again”?
“Raindrops keep falling on my head”
“Anyone who had a heart” saw red!
“The Look of Love” - mellifluous tones
“What’s New Pussycat?” - Tom Jones
“What the World Needs Now” - Sam Getz
“I say a little Prayer” next.
Launched Dionne Warwick: “Walk on By”;
“Trains and Boats and Planes” – a high;
Burt Bacharach moved many hearts
Remaining up there in the charts!
His final notes - at Ninety-Four …
How’ere you see it, a fine score;
With easy listening to sublime me …
“Always something there to remind me”
…
(c) Poet in the woods 2023
Another year with shining face!
My not-so-little ones, with grace,
Now pose in front of Mummy’s lens
Smartly dressed, hols at an end.
Poised as to the manor born
School beckons – hence the uniform
The style relaxed and easy care
As classes start in sunny glare.
I wonder what goes through their mind
With challenges of every kind?
Tough subjects which will test their skills;
An outside life with sporting thrills …
Sweet Isabella’s not quite there
But Thomas now can read with care;
All progress at this age is swift
In no time she will catch the drift!
Though distant, Auntie’s in the loop
Each milestone registered
- a scoop!
Proud parents having loves like these
Who bring such joy to family frieze!
(c) Poet in the woods 2023
You’ve noticed how our mood’s affected
By the sun? We feel
connected
To life, to others and revive,
How good it is to be alive!
Depression, caused by
dark and mist
Melts away when we’re
sun-kissed;
Nature’s seedlings start to
crawl
As shadows lengthen on the
wall.
Once the Feast of Candlemas
is past
Groundhog Day then follows fast
Winter’s grip becomes
less tight
Optimism now burns bright.
Hope, still warmly dressed,
appears
She gladdens hearts,
love in arrears
Four minutes’ extra sun each
day!
Lacklustre cobwebs swept
away.
Life isn’t perfect,
but we feel
Sun in this crazy world is real
While politics may disappoint
Spring is never out of
joint!
(c) Poet in the woods 2023
Helium balloon in foreign space
Are we in a spying race?
The Cold War froze and died a death
Threat from afar? We hold our breath.
The Press gets wind (forgive the pun)
Surveillance fighters on the run
Montana watches it go by
Under an uncertain sky.
A slow glide drifts it down the coast
Caught in the radar, a bold ghost
With fear of fall-out, it rides high
Almost mocking, in the sky.
But its observers aren’t asleep
Shot down, it plunges in the deep;
Eastern
voices make protest
In terms of brinkmanship – a test?
(c) Poet in the woods 2023
February – cold yet sweet
Is winter’s last gasp and retreat
Pale shadow of the warmth to come,
A month that’s brief, not blessed
with sun.
But let me celebrate
in rhyme
Those whose birthdays fall this time
When winter’s mask remains in
place
As timid Spring still veils her face
...
Aquarius beckons, full of guile,
Inventive, with seductive
smile
As lovers met one May or June
To create your unique tune!
When love
blossoms, souls are one
And from this
miracle, you come;
On centre stage, you play your
part
Imbued with a true artist’s heart!
So, those whose natal day’s in Feb
Are blessed with a creative
thread,
With new perspectives
always key:
Trailblazers you are sure to be!
(c) Poet in the woods 2023
