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A Proud Toast

How do you hold a ray of light?

Like some precious gem kept locked up tight?

Or by setting it free to brighten the way?

Mum and I have done this last today

 

R…… embodies our hopes and dreams

Those who love her know she is more than she seems

A matchless soul with a bottomless heart

A courageous spirit she’s had from the start

 

In G….. she’s found such an awesome mate

And his family too are simply first rate

Now formally joined, a pair stronger than ever

With love, luck and care may they prosper together

 

So please raise a glass to the newly wed pair

I give you G….. and R…… , sitting just there!

INSIGHT

Time fades the clarity of young sight

Form and colours, once clear and bright

Now cloudy shapes through opaque lenses

Only real through different senses

 

But there is yet a way to see

Unlocking memories, like a key

Those who look within the mind

Can access images of every kind

 

For age improves the inner eye

Which knows the beauty of days gone by

Recalling scenes of timeless splendour

Precious moments to engender

 

Sun kissed seas of sapphire blues

Northern lights’ ephemeral hues

Distant horizons glowing red

Thunderous storm-skies shaded lead

 

Mists rising in dawn’s early light

Silver-rimmed clouds scudding in flight

Diamond sparkling rainbow dew

Dappled rays shaded canopies through

 

Countless twinkling stars above

A glint in the eyes of one you love

Shimmering heat haze under the sun

A smile on the lips of anyone

What Have The English Done For US?

In DC for the July holiday

It was abundantly clear

England hadn’t been fair to them

1776 was the decisive year

 

Helped by French Navy ships

A bloody war was won.

Subjects turned into citizens

And told the British ‘be gone!’

 

Nowadays their young are taught early

America is the best.

With a democratic process

Held as a cut above the rest

 

But it isn’t yet Utopia

With the gun crime, prejudice and drugs.

Equality, poverty and healthcare

Are issues that still have bugs

 

The Declaration of Independence

Set its sights appropriately high

In England the Magna Carta

Gave rights five centuries before the 4th of July

 

The Waiting Room

Have you noticed?

Waiting room clocks are LOUD!

So are the people who pass outside the door.

Moreover:

Why does the time go so slowly?

And why do the passing conversations seem so trivial?

Putting these things to one side for the moment

The big question is…

Will it actually be worthwhile

Spending this part of my life HERE?

 

Fake News

Fake news is in the news

If that can be believed

What’s true or false is hard to tell

It’s so easy to be deceived

 

Exaggeration, if you will

Is one old type of lie

But what of calling others names

In an effort to decry?

 

A tweet or text, or video clip

Sent, cannot be denied

Inconsistency may also be fake

Specially to mask one’s pride

 

More On The God Thing (In Which God Does America Trust?)

Pantheists think reality shows the divine

Agnostics hold that this can’t be proven

Atheists believe there aren’t any gods

But is that a valid conclusion?

 

Religion seriously troubles me

Is there one that is clearly the best?

How many people make a choice,

Weighing theirs against the rest?

 

Was I born lucky, in the right faith?

Should I feel sorry for those who were not?

Does my God hold me above all of them,

And should they accept their lot?

 

Whose God will decide the fate of the world?

Does mine have plans for you?

Am I allowed to question its will?

Or must that be accepted too?

 

Does God have a personality of its own,

And moods that we need to mark well?

Does it feel anger, if we err on the path?

If so, how are we able to tell?

 

If I have an eternally lasting soul

Let a kind God be the judge of its fate

If that isn’t the one I have just now

I must swap it before it’s too late

 

If your God is actually the one I call mine,

But known by a different name.

Then our differences can’t be all that great

So, we should treat everyone just the same

 

Imagine

Try to imagine this with me

Quiet your mind, let it roam free

Looking out over a calm blue sea

At a foreign shore where you could be

 

Drift across that peaceful scene

To wave kissed beaches, still pristine

Edged by tall trees in verdant green

No sound but bird song, so serene

 

There, just there, pause and wait

Relish the moment and aspirate

Here where time is more sedate

Open your soul to a higher state