Category Archives: Taking control

The Window of Lucidity

Tossing, turning in a sweat soaked bed

Tugging moist sheets from legs of lead

Cracking an eye to the light of dawn

Another day’s prospect, this new morn

 

Pulling on socks, trousers, shoes

Tee shirt with logo “What’s to lose”

Brushing teeth that taste of booze

How did I get another new bruise?

 

What did I eat, it’s hard to remember?

My stomach churning like a blender

Shakily pouring a glass of juice

All this down to alcohol abuse?

 

Perhaps I should cut back a bit

But can I show the needed grit?

Jut now I have the power to decide

But think tonight, I’ll go with the tide

What’s Best?

As soon as I reach the best age

I will break out of my cage

I’ll tear down the door, throw it to the floor

And spend the last of my rage

 

What then might I have to say?

When free to speak as I may

What wrongs would I right, which battles to fight?

How can I know the best way?

 

For freedom brings many choices

Amidst conflicting voices

Only one path is true, the best thing to do

Bring peace so the world rejoices

The March of Time

Today’s date is made of numbers

Though not traced to a true Day 1

Did time begin with the first Big Bang?

Or the lighting of our sun?

 

Did our own clocks start with a birthday?

Or nine months before in the womb?

While Earth spins and marks days passing

Tick-tock, toward the tomb

 

Every second left us is precious

Wanting neither good nor ill

A fragment of a lifetime

To be bent to serve one’s will

The Happy Road

When troubles hang about the shoulders

Weighing down like heavy boulders

Think then of some better days

When life and fate led other ways

Ahead, your road has twists and turns

But not all are bad for one who learns

There’s always chance to change direction

With careful thought and more reflection

Every life has ups and downs

Each their share of smiles and frowns

Look to yourself, no other’s load

To seek and find the happy road

Brexit Impasse

Just how crazy can it get?

This cruelly wasted chance

No clear way forward emerging yet

We’re being led a merry dance

 

‘Leaders’ push, pull, point, all in vain

They’re facing different ways

Concerned only, it seems, for political gain

Yet running out of days

 

Decision referred to a people’s vote

Then lurching to a general election

This circus must have seemed remote

All oblivious to sure EU rejection

 

Cometh the hour, cometh the man?

With courage to grasp the nettle?

A will-do attitude, not ‘no-can’

A LEADER who has some mettle

 

But no one out there seems up to the job

They’re letting the UK down

I’ve wasted two votes and want to sob

Was it me who was the clown?