Category Archives: Relationships

Room To Live

Clutter, clutter everywhere

Not a place to stand

Where to tread without fear

Of tripping, overhand

 

Can’t place my feet without regret

For crushing under foot

Some prized possession or still yet

Another gift kaput

 

I dream of space where basically

The rooms bid empty welcome

And corridors give passage free

Of rammel’s invasive kingdom.

Our Share of Luck

One’s fortune, be it good or bad

Lies in the future happy or sad

But the type of luck you actually get

By fate itself isn’t always set

 

Personal greed and mean self-thought

Can often bring a reward of nought

But do some good, as along you go

Then in the end some profit may show

 

For fellow travellers will mostly see

A different view to you and me

Other lives shaped by a different past

Do not judge, its not yours to cast

 

Unique roads bring you both just here

Now part of the journey you may share

Think which paths you might choose

If made to walk a mile in their shoes

 

A nod, a wink, some succour lend

Before your tracks break round the bend

Then later, if falling by the way

‘Let me help’, a stranger may say.

My Love For You

If my love had a weight, no scales could it measure

If my love had a sound, its notes songbirds would treasure

If my love were a scent, no rose could compare

If my love were a number, infinity despair

If my love had a colour, brightest rainbows would pale

If my love were like air, it would roar as a gale

If my love were a taste, it would be of your lips

If my love were a touch, it craves your fingertips

If my love had two wings, it would soar far above

And if my love were a mirror, please let it show love.

Breakfast for the Cats

2008-05-06-06h40m13The pleasure of knowing each new morn

Two friends await us with the dawn

They show their needs in unique ways

Though constant as the passing days

 

One grey, one brown, they wait their food

But differently they show their mood

The brown one ready beside the door

Crying for a meal from the kitchen floor

 

The grey one stretches away her aches

Before she saunters and partakes

In new chosen packet meat

Both will have as a breakfast treat

 

The brown one gobbles her food whole

Then eagerly eyes the other’s bowl

With steady nerve she waits close by

To see what morsels still will lie

 

When the grey one deigns to move

With a backward glance to disapprove

As her runt sister, still thin as a rake

Steals grey’s left overs in her wake

 

But grey doesn’t have need to fight

She knows that hunger pangs will never bite

More food will come again quite soon

Brownie’s cry for more won’t wait ‘til noon!

Freedom To Think

Family loyalty is something that could

Stifle your views, for some greater good

As biased opinions, you need reflect

To show some deference and respect

 

Our dearest siblings are often the worse

Their forthright views, they gaily rehearse

They’ll tell you straight, because they know best

With ultimate wisdom, they think they are blessed

 

Of our studied thoughts, they seldom care

And if we can think, they don’t seem aware

But their strong beliefs, we must endure

Just accept their prejudices and politely concur

 

The broader family can be quite as bad

Aunts, cousins and nephews, driving us mad

They feel that alone they have worked out some truth

And how could we possibly have any disproof

 

They haughtily assume that the timid relation

Is there to fulfil a particular station

A sounding board merely to nod and repeat

Whilst sitting and learning at the oracle’s feet

 

Maybe the meek shall inherit the earth

But must we allow fate’s trick of birth

To dictate what we think for fear of offence

Within any family with some common sense.