Yesterday

Hold back for now this fresh dawn

Don’t begin the day so soon

There’s unfinished business from the one just gone

In my mind remains yesterday’s tune

 

Empty the dregs of earlier thoughts

Settle the still stirring dust

Silence the echoes of feelings now past

Before facing the day, as I must

Time to Watch A Rock Grow

Dashing, chasing, rushing about

Mental gymnastics, crushing doubt

Grabbing a bite, snatching some zzzs

Too much to do to be at ease

 

Never noticing colourful flowers

Or the passing of daylight hours

Missing the trill of a single song-bird

Passing scenes with beauty blurred

 

There has to be another way

Finding some pleasure in each day

By taking time, beginning to slow

Patiently watching a small rock grow

Stop the Deaths

It has to stop; it serves no end

Except to fuel a relentless trend

Religious difference, sectarian strife

Cannot justify taking life

 

We are all people, making our way

Our differences don’t give cause to slay

Calm hot tempers, counsel care

Terrorism leads nowhere.

To The Few

If you are a person, who can see a job through

And not seek to boast, about that which you do

If friends mark you out, as one who shares

And strangers describe you, as someone who cares

If you keep your own counsel, know your own mind

And try to help others, not just your own kind

If you love somebody else, with all your heart

And cannot be tempted, when set far apart

If you are a constant, when others should be

And, knowing their weakness, still have pity

If put in harm’s way, you help others first

And put under pressure, cannot be coerced

If knowing your faults, you try to improve

And not expect others, their flaws to remove

If just some of these facets apply well to you

You are a great person, And one of the few

The UK General Election

A cross put on a paper

Seems simple in a way

Amazing, then, that this small act

Empowers each to have a say

 

The outcome isn’t as I’d hoped for

I’m quite worried by the result

But I can accept the majority view

That’s what it means to be adult

 

Some people see it differently

Wanting to impose a new regime

Cars, bombs and knives as weapons

Murdering to achieve their dream

 

Let them not take away our rights

Hold our laws and freedoms dear

They must not win by violence

We will not live in fear

 

If society is built on values

With some common moral code

Life and liberty are the bedrock

And democracy the road