
As steam from a kettle
And smoke from a pyre
Like a soldier in battle
Or a voice in a choir
A raindrop that falls
In an ocean so vast
Gives itself to the whole
Forgetting its past

As steam from a kettle
And smoke from a pyre
Like a soldier in battle
Or a voice in a choir
A raindrop that falls
In an ocean so vast
Gives itself to the whole
Forgetting its past

Does heartache rot the soul
As it turns emotions raw
Can laughter make you whole
Helping spirits soar
If balance can be found
Both sadness and some joy
Your world will still go round
As part of the hoi polloi
Let’s not look too hard for neighbours in space
Or create real intelligence from chips and gates
The lamb doesn’t invite the wolf to dinner
Competing with AI will have only one winner
ALWAYS
The Pope is Catholic.
Triangles have three sides.
The first cup of tea of the day tastes best.
There is suffering in the world.
Too many cooks spoil the broth.
The ceiling of self-worth is fixed by your upbringing.
SOMETIMES
Your spouse/partner can be right.
You can kick the habit.
Politicians are honest.
Lying can be for the best.
Children should be seen but not heard.
Karma feels real.
Buttered bread lands butter side up when dropped.
Lottery winners deserve what they get.
Faeces happen.
You can make an omelette without breaking eggs.
Age brings wisdom.
The path less travelled is better.
Love Hurts
OFTEN
You are right.
Pets are a good thing.
What goes up must come down.
Entropy increases.
Little, but often, is better.
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.
Kindness has its own rewards.
Up to half the clothes in your wardrobe don’t fit anymore.
Your queue is slower than the others.
There is light at the end of the tunnel.
NEVER
You will be younger tomorrow.
Our minds can comprehend the universe.
Someone knows EXACTLY how you feel.
One more won’t hurt.
There are some victimless crimes.
St Swithun’s day works.
Every cloud has a silver lining.
Nature’s variations are somewhat formal
In mathematical terms, this is quite normal
Populations differ in similar ways
Pleasing to a statistician’s gaze
Organic aspects of our nations
Conform to standard deviations
Few data lie at each extreme
Most in the middle around the mean
Four quartiles cover the distribution
Analysis providing the whole solution
A bell curve puts the facts in order
Arranged beneath a symmetrical border
Listen, hark, hear that quiet…
Slow your heart beat from its riot
There’s time enough to pause a while
Then look about, find cause to smile.
I have often said that I love you
I do now and I always will
Like the air I breathed out when I said it
My love surrounds and touches you still
Our souls will be bonded for ever
Not tied by the beat of a heart
The love we have shared when together
Is stronger yet when further apart.
Come marvel and wonder at dawn’s early light
As boldly it brightens to banish the night
A new day that promises fresh chances and hope
To those still alive to share in its scope
For many may not see another new day
When this one is spent and the light goes away
So embrace with some passion each moment we share
Use the day prudently, live it with care.
When sun blessed days are but memories
Winter’s grip tight round windows and walls
As soil hardens and nature rests soundlessly
Listen and heed as the fireside calls
Then warming, recall those happier times
What you did and what difference you’ve made
Think then of all those less fortunate
Living lives never out of the shade.