Bring me Back

With a heart full of strength

His arms full of speed

He quickly whipped her from

The running waters need

As her delicate body

Hung in his muscle ripped arms

He looked down on her skin

As he rescued her charms

Her eyes still closed in tight

Her breath hardly there

He placed his lips on hers

And breathed deep breaths of air

When she was not waking up

To his efforts of sword

He never gave up

She was his reward

Just then one huge breath

She turned and woke

As her eyes

How they wept

He smiled at her so tenderly

He longed for response

She thanked him for

All he had done

The man of the wood

Who helped her

Back to health

Now she knew

That this was her greatest wealth

She kissed him so gently

On his lips that he once placed

On her lifeless lips

She would never forget

His beautiful smiling face

Jumping sights

Ponds of living things

Eyes full of surprise

Wonders of a living land

Opens up one’s eyes

Hear the smallest of noises

Beating of the river rocks

Hurrying flowing waters

Trying fast to get there

Racing against a winning race

Jumping fish in streams

Rainbow colour ones

Wriggling ones just about everywhere

Pinching of the tiny life

Nibbling on fresh toes

Crossing over dirty rocks

In feet so bare

Flourishing land across

Horses eat all that is there

Hungry for its beauty

Popping yellow heads

Peeping out to

The ones who walk here

Tiny hollows in the bank

Breathing fresh new life

As we cross back over the wooden planks

Sheltering under

The half hung trees

Hoping for a fresh breath

Of some air please

Looking up as the sun splits

Down on me

Lapping on the sunscreen

As i listen to the shallow waters between 

Thirsty Work

Tumbling towers of wonders

On the tree tops

Shaken twinkling showers

Of yummy ice pops

Dropping off like icicles

Freezing half way down

Shake them very quickly

Before they hit the chocolate ground

Baskets at the ready

Full of flavours

Which one will i see

Oh quick a strawberry bubble gum

Blowing circles back at me

Dipping it now

That I’m ready for the chocolate

To cover the top

Oh what a wonderful

Flavour of an ice pop

Oh i hear a cloud burst

Here come the sprinkles

Through the air

All the different colours

From the rainbows burst so rare

Making it so perfect

Almost to good to taste

But i wonder to myself

There is no point in waste

So as i enjoy my ice pop

It takes my thirst away

Wonder when i wake up tomorrow

What will come my way

Wind Swept

Standing in a circle

Of colourful light

Looking up to the skies

Not forgetting their fight

Courage and strength

All soldiered on

Even when times were tough

Took life by the horns

Spirits rise

Above empty eyes

Sparkles of shadows

Leaving loved ones behind

Whispers on the sunset

As their lives have shined

Whispering in our ears

Don’t be scared

Don’t feel afraid

Blowing kisses

On our neck

Leaving goose pimples on our skin

Wonders of who they were

And where they have been

Settling into the darkness

Where stories left them cold

Turn down the lights

Nothing was left untold

Carefree

Swinging like monkeys

From tree to tree

We were real live wires

We were like giant bumble bees

Adventure was our game

It was written in our names

Play the game

Count to ten

Pulling us along

Feeling strong

Freewheeling all the way

It really was our day

No hands now

Arms reaching out

Touching bud living branches

Us like cowboys

Living in ranches

A tree a stem

We made something from nothing at all

Using our time

Not standing still

We never did crawl

Grabbing fruit

Free for all

Chasing through open fields

The farmer didn’t stall

He would shout out

Come back

He would bawl

Running as fast as we could

Not wanting to be his bait

But we misunderstood

As if he could catch us

An old man was he

He would have his moment

To bask in his own glory

A bag left on the road

A passerby would see

Oh what could be in it

Their greedy eyes

Not me

Trying not to laugh

As they searched nothing at all

Roaring knew they were tricked

We ran and ran

As they tried to catch our fall

Nothing beats growing up

With a chain of fun events

The fun and freedom

No worries

The time you had well spent

Making mistakes

Learning along the way

Knowing that when you grow up

They would make you laugh someday

Staying in touch

Drifting off to new shores

It was so hard

For you to do

For some families

They have no clue

One minute your there

The next you gone

Your seat is empty

Our hearts are been pulled along

Saying goodbye

Not knowing when you would return

If you would at all

You did come back

But then you were gone

As time passed by

So did we

Then we heard nothing

Our hearts nearly stopped

Our voice did drop

Where were you

We did not know

We searched for you

We looked for you to show

Effortless journeys

Nothing came of it

Until that one evening

A social event

A message

Could it really be

We had longed to know

What happened to you

On your journey

To explore

When finally

Ringing you

A voice on the other side

I nearly passed out

My feelings i could not hide

Glad to hear that you were safe and well

The past didn’t matter

We did not dwell

We were glad to know

That we could finally contact you

You were our missing link

To the family

Who will always love you

Sunshine Dreams

As the tracks ran by

We would run smile and play

Sun shining along

Giving us happiness

That made our day

Flowing streams

Of new life

Each of us

Dared the other

To dive in

Running jumping

Grabbing both knees

Landing in one piece

We did pray

As we hit the water

Like a ton of bricks

Coming up for air

Laughter and fun

We knew all the tricks

Fame was our game

Dancing like water babies

Fun for all

Turn up the music

Where is the suntan

We would call

Fresh air

Lungs full of breath

Buzzing along

No worries in life

Testing each place

A different every day

Where will be our swimming pool

Where will we venture today

Every time a different one

Turn the music up

Let’s hear a song

Play it louder

We would shout

Love on the Run

Time after time

Waiting for the doorbell chime

Waiting like a fool for you

Wishing and waiting

Thinking you would return

Not realising that you had turned your back

Phone calls

Not a signal one

Ringing you

Only to hear an empty tone

Hurt and crushed to the bone

Heavy hearted

Shield of effort

Worn at last

Remembering when we had a blast

Now a barrier

Stand between you and me

You’re not the person you used to be

I was stupid to let you use me

Lessons learned

Fingers burnt

Fires aside

Emotions scattered

In a whirlwind mind

As the breaths of effort

You once made

Now have faded away

They have decade

Enough is enough

There is no way back

I’m moving on now

No more looking at life

Through an broken crack

Carving a Path

Touching tops

Of lifeless air

Saddened by the nothing that was there

Grasping on waterfalls

Of fields so bare

Once there was

Open land

Filled with jumping souls

Nothing much goes here

Looking up goblin heads

Hidden treasure bowls

As each piece of land

Is fed a fresh footstep

Almost awaking

What used to live there

Tired are the storys

That was once spread around

For all to share

Silence has once again

Fallen the mysterious air

Shaken braches

Clashing a drum

Of entertainment

Following us along

Whispering tales

Of who and where they belonged

Etching carved initials

Into bark seeping out

Here is their mark

That will someday

Draw an audience of interest

Of curious spark

As the grass opens up

To let us through

Wishing us on our way

Clock dandelions whisk off

Into the evening sky

Trying to catch one stem

If only for that single second

As the evening closes in

Time for a warm story to be sought  

Memories of Hope

Staring out shattered glass

Of helpless sight

Everyday feeling the same

As the next

Wishing he had wings to take flight

Falling to the ground in a heap

Of reckless fear

Hiding out

Unable to shout

His emotions

His lips seemed to move

But fell on deaf ears

He would hang his head in shame

Unable to say her name

He couldn’t understand

Why she went away

Hurting to the bone

Wanting her to return someday

As he looked out over

The moonlit pond

Shadows of her memory

Filled his held out hand

Whispers of her voice

Enters his mind

Forgetting all of those years

He knew he never could

As time went by

And he knew he had to live on

He looked to her picture on

The window sill

She had left her stamp

On a lonely man’s heart

Breaking it like a jigsaw

Leaving pieces

Scattered all over the place 

Diamond Hearts

Little tiny princess songs

Gathering all her friends around to listen

To her wonderful heart beaten drums

Leaving a feeling of good within

Leaving happiness of smiling lasting feelings

Diamond shinning light

Sharing all she knew

Like a free spirit

Like a free flying bird in flight

Open words

That hit each cord

Offering others a lending ear

Something new for them to listen to

Listening and connecting

With something to dear

Relating to others

Can be a good experience

This was her message

To her audience

Give a little

Give alot

Share more

Of what you have got

Don’t hide away

Behind closed doors

Go out and remember to explore

As her songs almost finished

And her last one rang out

The crowd were on their feet

Singing and shouting out

She stood back

And smiled

Knowing her connection meant so much to them

As she lay down her guitar

The crowd left happy and content

Drifting Tides

Stone walls

Breaking down

Barriers between

Broken ground

Sheltered thoughts

Locked in place

Some in and out of space

Rubbing away with white linen cloths

Reflections of promises

Reflections of then

Could she of seen what she seen

Could she still hide

As she took down each brick

In her own time

The light became stronger

She finally did shine

Love has one meaning for some

And a total different one for others

Loving yourself

Not holding onto barriers

Escaping reality

Can be easy to do

Sitting in an open emptiness

Is not what she wanted to do

With Arms held together

She walked tall and strong

She finally knew

Just where she belonged

Tiny angel Wings

Little tiny angel wings

Startled by footsteps

Coming out to play

Running around open pathways

On a fine sun shine day

Sitting in open petals

Flowing at the sides

Head on lap

Holding all in

Trying to hide

Sprinkling of magic dust

Colours shinning through a glow

Each one so perfect

Gathering along in a row

As you look on at

All that is around you

Smiling at all the wonders

Smelling the perfumes

Hand held out

As dancing fairies gather around to see

The most beautiful angel

Sitting in petals below the blossoming trees

Expect the unexpected

When someone lifts their face up to smile
it can catch your attention
if only for a little while
when someone goes out of their way for you
it can mean the whole world to the few

When someone opens a door
lets you go in first
it means in this person you can trust
when someone asks you how are you today
it means they know how to treat
people the same way

When someone offers help
to those who have no help at all
it means they are helpful and caring
loving and all
when someone takes the time
to give up their seat
even tough their tired and weary
this is how they greet
not thinking of how that seat belongs to them
offering a signal of manners
gentle gesture of kind offering

When someone listens always
don’t forget to listen back
it doesn’t mean they don’t need you
as much as you needed to have the craic

When someone wants nothing at all in return
welcome their wishes
don’t go on and on
one good turn always deserves another
the kindest thing you can do
is to be there for others

Unexpected Sights

Standing in a cold dark hall
i really thought i’d seen it all
when something strange in front of me
pushed me back
went right through me

Holding on to the walls in between
could this be happening
could this be real
feeling a little shaking
frozen in time

Just should walk on now
if it really doesn’t mind
body abit worse for the ware
screaming out is there anyone there

Thinking it was one of my brothers or sister who
was messing around
acting the fool
who knew

All i know from that day on
i felt more weary
as time went on
knowing that something was there you see
but i suppose it didn’t want to hurt me

So as the house fills up with all sorts
i bid them good day
i run like i’m on a race course
sometimes catching shadows
in the still of the night
but now i’m not scared
i don’t get a fright

Ripe for the Picking

On the edge of wonderful awareness

Living in beauty of excellence

Offering of juice filled flowing branches

Rivers of life

Fill our empty happiness

No need for rumbling

No need to go without

As gifts of hunger

Are there for your belief

Ripe for the picking

Making fun for all

Some will be turned across

Naked fields of hay turning stalls

Golden shallow laneways

Of calling out to them

Waking up early

To tired weary men

Water is on the boil

Steaming burning bread

Little tops of white and pink

Peaking up there heads

Rain ruins the growth

It causes quiet a storm

Rushing to get it in

Filling up on corn

Fresh milk to cream the dairy

Fresh bake to fall in place

The discoveries that take over

A wonderful  exciting race 

Walking in Motion

Reaping waterfalls

Whispers of the night

Cats wondering footsteps

Suspicious minds in sight

Walking in slow motion

Around worn out corners

Closet doors half hanging

From all the banging

Mirror grasps images

From the times before

As the tears of pain

Remind her of all

She wanted now and then

Circles of laughter

Come around

At different times

Singing along to a song

Keeping in tune

Laneways of wilderness

Filtering back

Mountains in the background

Falling between the cracks

Sparkle of my Eye

Still is the life

Shouting out in fight

Holding back

Hidden underneath

Remembering the first time

They did meet

Where is the road

We used to walk

Where is the cloth we used

As a cloak

Sapling trees

Young at heart

Every step brought

You a step closer to a

Beating heart

Part  of me wanted

It all

When another wanted

Nothing at all

Diving in with both feet

Feeling like a life

Without you

Could never feel complete

As the air tied in tight

And the salt fell from the sea

Crashing of the stormy waves

Climbing in from the moonlight

Shadows

Breathless Haze

A statue of yesterday
a shadow of his former self
looking out the open doorway
along the paved pathway of a shelf

Clinging grasping withering flowers
reaching out to him
holding gaps
along in between

Steps that count each
beat of his heart
Shoe less feet
worn out from the start

Acquiring his taste for fruit 
that called him close
colors of thirst
that coated his dried up throat

Looking over to the tied up grass
flecking of white cotton slender
was his looking glass
appealing to his eyes of class

As light bounced shadows
of framed windows
the turning and drifting
of washed up clothes

Smells of excellence
that filled the hazy air
catching his hunger
like a man of no where

As he sat and filtered all
that caught his eyes
Looking up
to the cloud less painted skies

Fragile Glass

Focus on your present
never on the past
lessons learned from yesterday
will probably never last

Leave it where it is
sometimes trying to change it
can impact your fragile glass
walking through fields of yesterday
are in the past

Today is a day you have control
do the best you can
to guide your own soul
live for you not for others
today is your day
Let your hair down
live your own way

Worry not about tomorrow
or what it will bring
no one knows
what is around the corner
spread your wings
be who you want to be

Walk along roads of your own journey
making sure you go where you want to go
Enjoy the seasons of life cycle
don 't be afraid to put on it all on show

Live for you
Be happy in your own skin
smile the biggest smiles
hold on to your families grins

Searching to find yourself
knowing who you are
Be happy with your fill
don 't try and set your bar to high
You can only do what you can do
Remember at the end of the day
you are living for you

Her Conquest

Drifting down pathways
of straight roads
wind in her hair
Not a worry
not a care

With adventure in her soul
and freedom on her back
cycling gave her fulfillment
to cruise on along the cracks

Arms held out
feet peddling away
sun shinning in the sky
what a breathless
summers day

No crisp air to catch her breath
warmth of the cloudless sky
pushing her towards
roads that never end

As half hung trees
flourish cheering her along
a silent breeze
plays their song

Her heart was heavy before
but now has fizzled out
voices that once tortured her mind
no longer gave out a shout

Whispering only to say
oh what a wonderful day
As she came close to home
along the rocky wall
Evening closed in
Leaving her freedom machine
up against the old stony wall

As she lay down for the night
memories of that day
relaxed her on her way
for a nights rest
tomorrow would be another day
Another conquest

Discovery

Take me on a journey
of self discovery
Take me on a journey
where no one can see the real me
Take me and carefully tuck me away
not understanding who i am today

My pages are carefully folded
into a neat pile of self discovery
My insides are turned into a whole new me
Finding out who you really are
finding your way in life
Where ever you can

Searching roads
searching where you first met
Dusty edges
shake them off
to reveal your true self
Your no longer that book that no one
wanted to read on a lonely shelf

Walking a day in some else' s shoes
can sometimes cause your ego to bruise
Take your steps so carefully
remembering your only you
your only your self

Sitting on your dreams
will bring nothing at all
Listen to your aspirations
listen to your call
Don' t leave it until
you feel nothing at all

Peel back your layers
let others in
A road of self discovery
can be your hurt and fall
Take hold of yourself
holding your hands out
knowing that someday
Things will always work out

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This is what she fought for

She fought both day and night
she gave her all
she never had much to give to anyone
but she heard her call

Supporting others in their time of need
never running around with any greed
others always came before her
she could have callers at any time
day or night banging on her door

A listening ear
an open heart
she asked them to slow down
and tell them where to start

Shelter and patience
was her gift
taking on other peoples problems
is something she could do

A vessel of wonder
a mountain of strength
she knew what she would do
was time well spent

As the money was in short supply
she still managed to make it go
from one day to the next
even tough her situation was so complex

I guess this was her call
this was her giving it all
others leaned on her
even when her back was up against the wall

This is what an Irish summer looks like

Rain pelting pouring down
turning smiles upside down
frowning faces eyes full of sad
when surely we should be alive and glad
taping at the window
on it goes
no such thing as sunshine rainbows
clothes gather around the house
no drying in the air
the rocks can fall out of them
do we really care
Understanding thats just the way it is
when it does shine
it lightens us all up inside
shifting our mood
taking us on a floating cloud
of uncontrolable happiness
of childrens laughter
oh what a wonderful sound
Take each day in your stride
dont run from the rain
dont hide
embrace your days
like their all the same
been healthy and happy
we shouldnt complain
As it gives us life
and feeds the food we grow
wont be long now
until its winter
and the snow is on the floor

Arms of Rest

Shadows of the past

Are never meant to last

We try to shake them off

Sometimes they come back

Never hanging around long enough

To cause us to have a blast

Benches of yesterday

When we used to sit there for hours

Sometimes all day

We would talk and talk

You only wanted to walk

Time well spent

As others shared theirs too

A seat can have a

Thousand meanings

To the crowd who capture you

If you’re wood had ears

What would you hear

Would you really want to

Share it with someone today

Effortless emotions

Sheltered on the bay

Rocky situations

Crossing paths everyday

A night time call

For a wary person who

You give shelter to

Their weary body that is tired

You have touched their situation

You have chosen them to mind

Locked Emotions

Clashing of the waves

Pushing against the rocks

Turning their attention

To all the past knocks

Jumping over hurdles

Lifting shores of the past

Trying to get over

What was thought could never last

Breezes of wonder

Shoulders of no more

Cries of their laughter

Emptiness once more

Sliding doors

Open hearts

Moving obstacles

Sharing objects

Drinking down

Touching their feet

Sharing important moments

Feeling complete

Friends are united

Come together when they can

Not always waiting

For the call of her man

Listening to the stories of the past

Remembering how this could

Affect them at last

Offering each other

Someone to be there

Sitting on a bar stool

Not young any more

Hearing how the others

Life has taught them to explore

With farewells and goodbyes

Remembering reunions

Are always there

Sharing important moments

With those who really care

Silk Sheets

Lips tied together

Under a sea of red

Tender skin touches

His soft gentle hands

Holds her eyes in time

Sharing that moment

Two hearts combined

Forever folding feelings

Wanting even more

Lying on the sand

With the evening sky

Closing in

Love was watching

Over him

Hitting his body

Like a star through the night sky

He was alive inside

This he could not hide

Smitten by her beauty

She was embracing his powerful looks

His eyes were so domineering

They were stuck to her like hooks

With fingers closing tight

Fitting each other so well

As their bodies complimented one another

She knew that he could tell

This was her moment

To achieve what she wanted that night

Holding all the cards

She surely was the queen of hearts

Hunger threw him off track

Thirsty for what she gave back

The more he got he wanted it all the more

Sharing a lifetime together

Her lifeline he wanted to explore

Silk sheets

Bluebell fields cloud covered skies

Reflecting him

Sucking all their love

Into one place

Knowing if he let her go  

Her love he could never replace

On the Rebound

Let your imagination flow

Ideas come and go

Words are not always easy to find

Some are harder to know

Children jumping around

Noise is the sound

Use it as your audience

Use as a rebound

Clapping away

As you scrape your last word out

At last you got it done

Done and dusted

Hearing you shout

Trials of error have been fixed

A few extra pieces thrown into the mix

Editing and looking at the flaws

Holding hand underneath

A worn out jaw

Speaking out your words

Talking out loud

Hearing the crowd

Share your excitement

You now have a new route to take

Yet another book to show to others

Another to complicate

Slipping through your fingers

The hours pass by

Shutting closing eyes

Before you want to cry

Fatigue takes a hold of you

Stop only when half way through

Shelter yourself in a cove of words

Speaking only when your day if done

As the words jot down

And your heart feels full

Your mind is now relaxed and at ease

Life is back to a silent breeze

Not racing along feeling the squeeze

Slipping off the Page

Standing on pages of yesterday

Words seem to just slip away

Canvas of colour there no more

The story just seemed to seep into the floor

Underneath the cover

Of the title

Not knowing then

Stood on shoulders

Of strong gentlemen

Captivating minds

Holden onto the edges

Flipping across to see

Over grown up hedges

Scrolling back and fort

Memories in it path

Scattered illustrations

Blurred out by the words

Blurring eye sight worn

Tiredness and feeling torn

Shutting up the book

Oh will write a little more

Just want to take another look

Field of green

Freedom is on each page

Some are in my mind

Feeling like their locked in a cage

Seek and you shall find

Each one will come to you

Words that bounce right back

Singing their song to the few  

Under the Covers

Purple thrown sheets of cover

Bringing him out in chills

Almost catching his tired worn

Out shallow breath

Running ground

Of lavender sound

Echoes of secrets

Rushing in each heart pound

Run and run

Not able to escape

The life that was his tape

Holding his arms

Like shackles of no way out

In the middle of the field

He let out a shout

As he fell to his knees

Scraping both in the squeeze

Looking to the skies

Begging for some light

To shine his lonely heart

Giving him a hope

Shifting his mood

He looked on at his reaction

Through a microscope

Never feeling so tired

He even heard his own cries

As he dealt the cards

That he had chosen to see

Now knowing that this was not him

Owing it to those

That brought him up to know better

He wiped away his fears

Riding off in his own story

He held on tight

His journey was surely bumpy

Full of ups and downs

But as the rivers run clear

He turned his life around

Heart full of hope

He knew he belonged somewhere

Story Lines

Not knowing who he was

He didn’t seem to sure

Of himself either

Looking to her for reassurance

Covering her in looks

Of admiration

Wanting her approval

Not been able to figure out

Who she was

He would stand close to her

Sometimes watching from afar

Pretending like he was doing

Something else

When all he wanted her in

His life

In his presence

As he spoke softly

His words left her

Wanting more

He looked at her thinking

She was always trying to ignore

When all she wanted to do

Is get to know him

To let him explore

His strong arms

Could protect her

No one would harm her

As he brought on his charms

Delicately his eyes

Touched her inner soul

Holding her heart

Sending it out of control

Tightly catching her lip

While looking on

He never had a clue

He never knew his charm

And muscle strong arms

Then as he spoke

Her eyes grabbed his attention too

He could see her admiring him

But still was so confused

As they went on their way

At times meeting again

Strangers still

They both looked on

Admired, amazed and gazed

Love Changes

Standing on the waters edge

Emptiness of loneliness

Filled her once full heart

Holding his clipped wings in her hand

A man she could never understand

As clouds drew closer

The moon barely lighten the sky line

Dusted clay

Brought him away

He never looked back that day

Her tear drops hits the

Grasping calling rocks

Falling softly against them

Hot but then not

Almost freezing before hitting down below

Earth shattering heartache

She thought

Oh no here we go

As images of his hands

Reached out to her

Pleading for her back

In her head she felt like she would crack

Wanting to change him

After all these years

She had paid the price

Of possibly never seen him

Holding back

Fighting back her salty tears

As silent were her footsteps

That barely pressed the ground

Her heart made a lonely

Whispering sound

Memories of those days

She always would have

The man she sought to change

Leaving herself heartbroken

No one to hold her hand

Éire’s Eye

Living in Ireland

You see

Means so much to me

Neighbours are always there

They show that they really care

Even when times are hard

The lending hand is held out

Interesting things can happen

Curtain twitching random shouts

No matter what we have been through

We sail on in our canoe

We ride the tides of hard

We fly our flag with pride

No matter where you go there’s a smile

A welcome even if your only here for a while

A little island it may be

But the people in it

Make it you see

We have travelled all over the world

We have set up countries that we did mould

We drink the beer

We know when to stay clear

Family is the most vital part of our lives

Looking after the children and the wife

Jobs are no where to be seen

Education is our only resource

That is slowly been torn away at the seams

We have our voice

We use it well

We are great story tellers

A tale we can tell

We have our heritage

It goes back in time

We never forget those who freed us

Giving us a good life

We have beautiful landscape

Quality hospitality

We are the smiling Irish

A bheith ar mian leat a bheith

Ceiliúradh a dhéanamh ar do thír

Hand to Mouth

Peaking heads of green

Looking up between

The vast long fields

Showing off your shields

Throwing back colour

Of green and yellow

Farmers rushing on

To save their crop and farm

Looking on at rain

Can be their fighting game

While at times they welcome it

Other times it can be their firing spit

Water logged fields

Watching it all die away

Machines not able to rescue

The crops that have been damaged so far

Helping themselves is all they can do

Selling whats left

To the shops and public too

Rushing at a race

Baking at a pace

In Late July early August

The machines will convoy the roads

Loading up the corn of crops

Hay bales are their loads

Children will enjoy playing in them

Growing up remembering making houses out of them

Eagerly wanting to help the farmers out

We would stand in trailers

As the corn sieved through a rather large spout

The roads would rumble

With the traffic on it

Hazy weather

We just gazed on at it

But this year has

Been so wet

Their wares would bring them upset

As their struggle to make ends meet

Sheltering their tired feet

So when buying food

Give a care of how it gets there

For a weary tired broken farmer

Of how much work he put into it

With all his fight

All of his care 

Little Helpers

Little elves

They help themselves

To share all my wares

Not even giving a thought

To who owns these left over

Which they must have seen as spares

Waking up to a mess

It got me in a muddle

Then what did I end up stepping in

Only a huge water puddle

Spilled all over the floor

Shouting out oh

What more

What has happened

Where did come from

I only know where I begun

So as I start to tell a story

Don’t forget to keep up

With me

I left to go out for a few hrs

Before I left

I remember asking for help

Knowing I had so much to do

And only myself to finish the work

Thinking I was going out of my mind

Going berserk

So I locked the door

And left all as it was

Returning to it

With a fresh mind

I done it because

No one else was there to clean up

This mess

Finishing it all

Gave me quiet a conquest

Closing my eyes

And then waking up to this

Oh wanting to run away

Its always hit and miss

So I decided this is just what I will do

Maybe a super cleaning fairy

Will do all she can do

Not in my wildest dreams could it be done

On returning the little elves

Had hovered from top to bottom

Dusted and washed the entire place

Oh I was surprised

The look on my face

I left a little note

I thanked them for their work

After all it was their mess

That had made me go berserk

After all that they had done

Wanting to walk and then run

Happiness filled my heart

Until the next time they had fun

   

Tales of Yesterday

As the rivers run fast

So did our young hearts

Full of energy

Full of memories

Waking up early to earn

A few pound

On our bikes

Rolling up to the fields of red

Back then

Catching a break

When ever we could

Back on the saddle

Climbing hills

Free wheeling through trees of wood

As our shadows played along

Sometimes in front of us

What ever way the sun did shine

Pulling along the wheels of our bikes

Starving hunger knocking on mothers door

Please fill us before we fall to the floor

Resting for awhile

Before heading for a wash

In the local river

It was ours not a bit posh

We would swim for hours on end

Telling stories around a camp fire

Cooking food hung

From a clothes hanger

Like a thin wire

Throwing on some more firewood

Watching the flames getting higher

Indians and chieftains

Dancing to his dance

He had us all in his grace

He had us in a trance

The man of the camp

He told us stories of old

As we warmed our tired bodies

Around the ring of mould

Shivering had left us

We ran the cold away

As we turned down for the night

And said good night for today

And done the same the next day

Shield of Life

Troubled skies

Colours of darkness

Hiding the suns light

Shielding her knife

Protective shield

Was her mask in her hand

Bats filled the moon

Shadows of them flew

Blowing of haziness

Of moon light glow

Bursting fumes of black

Mixed with purple and red

Rushing through the thinning line

Hurting like a bleeding heart

As lingering eyes

Peeped out

From the waters edge

Rustling of lurking hedge

Her shawl covering her

Heavy shoulders

As she walked along

She disappeared away

He suddenly then realised

She was not there anymore

He tried to hold onto her

What ever way he could

But her light was taken away

He was holding onto

Nothing at all

Only an image that all

Living in hallways

Walking through empty stalls

A slight whisper in his ear

A single slight breeze

Hurting clouds pulled

Back their curtains

Making room for his

New emotions

His tears that followed

Her foot prints in the sand

Walking in her shoes

Never wanting to let go of her hand

She was gone now

But somehow would always be there

He knew this now

As her mask was now taken away

Hand of Faith

As a hand of faith

Opens out to you

Hold it with kindness

Try to see it through

Let it in

Embrace what it means

Holding on to the meaning

Of what you have seen gleaming

While others let go

You’re so keen to show

That you’re willing to give it your all

Not wanting to let go

Not wanting to fall

Hear you shout out

Hear your call

Catch me

Save me now

While some will be there for you

Others will turn away

It might not be today

It may have been yesterday

Soldier on

Don’t shy away

You are your own person

You can fight your own fight

Free now

As a spirit

Gliding through

Cloudless skies

No more pain

No more grey skies

Freedom is there

Walk a mile in your own shoes

While others stare on

Just like before

Except now

You are carrying yourself with confidence

Off in to the sunset

Off to your own paradise

In to a place you haven’t been yet

Blank Mind

Lifting life the pages

Words never seem to be coming to her

Not one idea

It had seemed she had not had one in ages

Drifting off into a sleep

No not a single idea

Not a single peep

Oh what to do

As her eyes stared out through

The coffee shop

She had almost given up

No more room for another cup

Just then a group of working men

Caught her eye

Distracting her empty call

Pulling out what she had hidden within

Suddenly filled with ideas

She never knew ever existed

Flying off the pages

Her pen barely able to keep up

Sweat filled her body

Unable to keep going on

As they threw off their wears

Clothes barely hanging on

Rushing her ideas down

Almost scraping the paper that was so thin

As her final sentence finally came together

Jotted down thoughts followed

As her last cup of coffee she did swallow