WHINGING BRITS ABROAD # 1
We went on holiday to Goa in India
We won’t go back in a hurry
I was disgusted to find that almost
Every restaurant served curry
WHINGING HOLIDAY MAKERS # 1
We went on a self-catering
Luxury break in Bognor
But the fully equipped kitchen
Didn’t have an egg separator
ARE YOU WEARING YOUR BIRTHDAY CLOTHES? # 1
Are you wearing your birthday clothes?
Well if I might be so bold
Don’t just sit there
Or you might catch cold
YOLO IS AN ACRONYM
YOLO is an acronym for
“You only live once” which is nice
Unless of course you’re James Bond
Then “you only live twice”
ARE YOU WEARING EAU DE TOILETTE?
Are you wearing eau de toilette?
Well it’s starting to make me gag
It also reminds me of something
Oh I know it’s a tarts handbag
APPLE ARE DESIGNING A HOUSE
Apple are designing a house
But the one thing nobody knows
Is whether or not the iHome
Is going to have Windows
GROUNDHOG DAY 2015
I heard that Punxsutawney Phil had last year
Bitten the towns Mayor's on the ear
It spoilt the photo opportunity alright
I wonder if that would be a sound bite?
GREECE’S FINANCIAL CRISIS HAS NOW DEEPENED
Greece’s financial crisis has now deepened
Causing a deep and widespread depression
Humus and Taramasalata sales have been banned
Which has now caused a double dip recession
MY WIFE IS A SEX OBJECT
My wife is a sex object
Though I still have respect
But whenever I ask for sex,
She will always object
ACCORDING TO A POLL
Women’s silk Panties are Not
The best thing on earth,
According to a poll they are
Next to the best thing on earth
Friday, 2 October 2015
Tuesday, 24 March 2015
Easter Tales 2015
ARE YOU WEARING AN EASTER TOP?
Are you wearing an Easter Top?
Well I very much like what I see
Because there isn’t very much of it
And the contents are bursting free
YOU CAN LIKEN IT TO RUDOLF
Why does the Easter Bunny
Have such a shiny nose?
You can liken it to Rudolf
The thing actually glows
Well the answer is obvious
And I don’t mean to offend
But it’s because his powder puff
Is stuck to his rear end
ARE YOU WEARING AN EASTER DRESS?
Are you wearing an Easter Dress?
The big yellow ribbon is really pleasant
I’m itching to pull at that bow
So I can unwrap my Easter present
LET’S GET THIS STRAIGHT ONCE AND FOR ALL # 1
Let’s get this straight once and for all
Easter does not commemorate the time
When Jesus hid eggs in the gardens
Of Gethsemane for the disciples to find
ARE YOU WEARING AN EASTER HAT?
Are you wearing an Easter Hat?
Well more accurately it’s a bonnet
It sits so perfectly on your head
And you’re as pretty as a sonnet
THE BEST EASTER ACTOR OF ALL TIME # 1
The best Easter actor of all time
Is something of an acting hero
And there can only be one winner
And that would be Rabbit De Niro
ARE YOU WEARING EASTER CHICKS?
Are you wearing Easter chicks?
They’re precious little honeys
But I have to be honest
I much prefer your bunnies
THE ONLY WAY THE EASTER BUNNY # 1
The only way the Easter Bunny
Can paint all of the eggs in time for Easter
Is to hire some of Santa's elves
During the slow season as casual labour
ARE YOU WEARING AN EASTER SWEATER?
Are you wearing an Easter sweater?
It’s one of the hand knitted ones
Though I’m not a fan of novelty knitwear
I can ogle your hot crossed buns
THE BEST EASTER ACTOR OF ALL TIME # 2
The best Easter actor of all time
Is something of an acting Ophelia
And there can only be one winner
And that would be Bunnie Bedelia
ARE YOU WEARING EASTER ANKLE SOCKS?
Are you wearing Easter ankle socks?
Well they’re right on the money
They’re perfect for the Easter Parade
And you look as cute as a bunny
EASTER MEANING
Easter bunny
In his furry suit
Baby Chickens
Soft and cute
Easter cards
Of greeting
Sing praise at the
Sunday meeting
And remember
The meaning of Easter
It’s the chocolate eggs
It’s a no brainer
ARE YOU WEARING AN EASTER JUMPER?
Are you wearing an Easter Jumper?
Well its contents look rather bumper
But you really don’t need a bigger size
It fits them perfectly if I may apprise
THE ONLY WAY THE EASTER BUNNY # 2
The only way the Easter Bunny
Can decorate eggs in time for Easter
Is to paint them all, otherwise
They would have to use wallpaper
ARE YOU WEARING AN EASTER CARDIGAN?
Are you wearing an Easter Cardigan?
Or perhaps I should ask you why?
It’s a gloriously sunny day
And there’s not a cloud in the sky
LET’S GET THIS STRAIGHT ONCE AND FOR ALL # 2
Let’s get this straight once and for all
Easter Day does not commemorate
The a day in the gardens Of Gethsemane
When Jesus turned rabbits into chocolate
ARE YOU WEARING EASTER EARRINGS?
Are you wearing Easter earrings?
To mark the most holy of days
With the simplicity of the cross
It is the most symbolic of ways
WHAT CAME FIRST, THE CHICKEN OR THE EGG?
What came first, the chicken or the egg?
It’s a question as old as money
And the answer to it is quite obvious
It was in fact neither, it was the Easter Bunny
DURING THE EASTER HOLIDAY
During the Easter holiday
From coast to coast
What do you call a stuffed animal?
We call it a turkey roast
THE BEST EASTER ACTOR OF ALL TIME # 3
The best Easter actor of all time
Well maybe not but bear with me
So for this exercise he’s the winner
And Cluck Norris that would be
SO WHICH CAME FIRST
So which came first
What do you reckon?
The chocolate egg
Or the chocolate chicken
Are you wearing an Easter Top?
Well I very much like what I see
Because there isn’t very much of it
And the contents are bursting free
YOU CAN LIKEN IT TO RUDOLF
Why does the Easter Bunny
Have such a shiny nose?
You can liken it to Rudolf
The thing actually glows
Well the answer is obvious
And I don’t mean to offend
But it’s because his powder puff
Is stuck to his rear end
ARE YOU WEARING AN EASTER DRESS?
Are you wearing an Easter Dress?
The big yellow ribbon is really pleasant
I’m itching to pull at that bow
So I can unwrap my Easter present
LET’S GET THIS STRAIGHT ONCE AND FOR ALL # 1
Let’s get this straight once and for all
Easter does not commemorate the time
When Jesus hid eggs in the gardens
Of Gethsemane for the disciples to find
ARE YOU WEARING AN EASTER HAT?
Are you wearing an Easter Hat?
Well more accurately it’s a bonnet
It sits so perfectly on your head
And you’re as pretty as a sonnet
THE BEST EASTER ACTOR OF ALL TIME # 1
The best Easter actor of all time
Is something of an acting hero
And there can only be one winner
And that would be Rabbit De Niro
ARE YOU WEARING EASTER CHICKS?
Are you wearing Easter chicks?
They’re precious little honeys
But I have to be honest
I much prefer your bunnies
THE ONLY WAY THE EASTER BUNNY # 1
The only way the Easter Bunny
Can paint all of the eggs in time for Easter
Is to hire some of Santa's elves
During the slow season as casual labour
ARE YOU WEARING AN EASTER SWEATER?
Are you wearing an Easter sweater?
It’s one of the hand knitted ones
Though I’m not a fan of novelty knitwear
I can ogle your hot crossed buns
THE BEST EASTER ACTOR OF ALL TIME # 2
The best Easter actor of all time
Is something of an acting Ophelia
And there can only be one winner
And that would be Bunnie Bedelia
ARE YOU WEARING EASTER ANKLE SOCKS?
Are you wearing Easter ankle socks?
Well they’re right on the money
They’re perfect for the Easter Parade
And you look as cute as a bunny
EASTER MEANING
Easter bunny
In his furry suit
Baby Chickens
Soft and cute
Easter cards
Of greeting
Sing praise at the
Sunday meeting
And remember
The meaning of Easter
It’s the chocolate eggs
It’s a no brainer
ARE YOU WEARING AN EASTER JUMPER?
Are you wearing an Easter Jumper?
Well its contents look rather bumper
But you really don’t need a bigger size
It fits them perfectly if I may apprise
THE ONLY WAY THE EASTER BUNNY # 2
The only way the Easter Bunny
Can decorate eggs in time for Easter
Is to paint them all, otherwise
They would have to use wallpaper
ARE YOU WEARING AN EASTER CARDIGAN?
Are you wearing an Easter Cardigan?
Or perhaps I should ask you why?
It’s a gloriously sunny day
And there’s not a cloud in the sky
LET’S GET THIS STRAIGHT ONCE AND FOR ALL # 2
Let’s get this straight once and for all
Easter Day does not commemorate
The a day in the gardens Of Gethsemane
When Jesus turned rabbits into chocolate
ARE YOU WEARING EASTER EARRINGS?
Are you wearing Easter earrings?
To mark the most holy of days
With the simplicity of the cross
It is the most symbolic of ways
WHAT CAME FIRST, THE CHICKEN OR THE EGG?
What came first, the chicken or the egg?
It’s a question as old as money
And the answer to it is quite obvious
It was in fact neither, it was the Easter Bunny
DURING THE EASTER HOLIDAY
During the Easter holiday
From coast to coast
What do you call a stuffed animal?
We call it a turkey roast
THE BEST EASTER ACTOR OF ALL TIME # 3
The best Easter actor of all time
Well maybe not but bear with me
So for this exercise he’s the winner
And Cluck Norris that would be
SO WHICH CAME FIRST
So which came first
What do you reckon?
The chocolate egg
Or the chocolate chicken
Monday, 2 March 2015
A Mixed Bag Of Verse # 2
I AM A LOVER OF PUCCINI
I am a lover of Puccini
And his music is so powerful
That the meaning of the words
Are almost immaterial
WE ALL NEED A PLACE TO BE ALONE
We all need a place to be alone
Somewhere to find serenity
A place for some “me” time
It could be in the mountains
Or down beside the sea
Or even sitting in the garden
Enjoying a cup of tea
IT ISN’T AU REVOIR
It isn’t au revoir
It’s not auf wiedersehen
Nor is it arrivederci
You will not appear again
Dignitas is simply
Goodbye to pain
THE GIRL IN THE PEONY RED
I noticed her immediately
As I entered the bar
The girl in the Peony red
And playing about her lips
There was an acquiescent smile
Which was aimed my way
But I didn’t return it
And let it pass me by
She wasn’t my type after all
I’m quite fussy that way
But I did cast a glance
In the general direction
Of the eager entourage of
Drooling men surrounding her
Feeding off her raw sexuality
And as I watched the mermaid
Surrounded by a pack of sharks
I realized that I had misread
The smile she sent my way
It wasn’t my company she sort
But my help she desired
She looked like a movie starlet
Cornered by the paparazzi
So I rescued the damsel
And since that day
We have been best friends
OUR FRIENDSHIP IS SO STRONG
Our friendship is so strong
It will never come apart,
Because the bonds of friendship
Come straight from the heart
IT PROVIDES FAR MORE PROBLEMS
It provides far more problems
Than any solutions it brings
For communism doesn't work
As people like to own things
PARLIAMENT ENACT THE LAWS
Parliament enact the Laws
To legislate our behaviour
Police officers patrol the streets
To enforce the law
Then the court system shows us
The error of our ways
Well that’s the theory anyway
Politicians call the tunes
And the police cherry pick
The laws that they enforce
And the crown prosecution service
Take only the cases they can win
Or that make them look good
And all three elements
Play to the media
SAMHAIN
Samhain, on November 1st
Is one of the four
Gaelic seasonal festivals
Samhain marks
The beginning of winter,
The End of the harvest season,
And the end of autumn
Celebrated with feasting,
Guising and mumming
And the lighting of bonfires
DRAGONS PERFORM AEROBATICS
Dragons perform aerobatics
In the azure sky
Griffons are asked to join in
But won’t even try
Dodo’s dance a perfect
Flightless jig
The bald eagle appears
Wearing a wig
Mermaids do aqua ballet
On a flat sea of glass
Unicorns canter through
Scented meadow grass
That’s the end of my
Nonsense I fear
If you want anymore
Try Edward Lear
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUM
Happy birthday mum
See, we did remember
Because you are so dear
Just like every year
We will never forget
We just wish and wish
You were still here
Just like every year
So we wish you
A happy birthday
And wipe away a tear
Just like every year
Mary Evelyn Curtis 20/1/1921 – 29/3/1993
I am a lover of Puccini
And his music is so powerful
That the meaning of the words
Are almost immaterial
WE ALL NEED A PLACE TO BE ALONE
We all need a place to be alone
Somewhere to find serenity
A place for some “me” time
It could be in the mountains
Or down beside the sea
Or even sitting in the garden
Enjoying a cup of tea
IT ISN’T AU REVOIR
It isn’t au revoir
It’s not auf wiedersehen
Nor is it arrivederci
You will not appear again
Dignitas is simply
Goodbye to pain
THE GIRL IN THE PEONY RED
I noticed her immediately
As I entered the bar
The girl in the Peony red
And playing about her lips
There was an acquiescent smile
Which was aimed my way
But I didn’t return it
And let it pass me by
She wasn’t my type after all
I’m quite fussy that way
But I did cast a glance
In the general direction
Of the eager entourage of
Drooling men surrounding her
Feeding off her raw sexuality
And as I watched the mermaid
Surrounded by a pack of sharks
I realized that I had misread
The smile she sent my way
It wasn’t my company she sort
But my help she desired
She looked like a movie starlet
Cornered by the paparazzi
So I rescued the damsel
And since that day
We have been best friends
OUR FRIENDSHIP IS SO STRONG
Our friendship is so strong
It will never come apart,
Because the bonds of friendship
Come straight from the heart
IT PROVIDES FAR MORE PROBLEMS
It provides far more problems
Than any solutions it brings
For communism doesn't work
As people like to own things
PARLIAMENT ENACT THE LAWS
Parliament enact the Laws
To legislate our behaviour
Police officers patrol the streets
To enforce the law
Then the court system shows us
The error of our ways
Well that’s the theory anyway
Politicians call the tunes
And the police cherry pick
The laws that they enforce
And the crown prosecution service
Take only the cases they can win
Or that make them look good
And all three elements
Play to the media
SAMHAIN
Samhain, on November 1st
Is one of the four
Gaelic seasonal festivals
Samhain marks
The beginning of winter,
The End of the harvest season,
And the end of autumn
Celebrated with feasting,
Guising and mumming
And the lighting of bonfires
DRAGONS PERFORM AEROBATICS
Dragons perform aerobatics
In the azure sky
Griffons are asked to join in
But won’t even try
Dodo’s dance a perfect
Flightless jig
The bald eagle appears
Wearing a wig
Mermaids do aqua ballet
On a flat sea of glass
Unicorns canter through
Scented meadow grass
That’s the end of my
Nonsense I fear
If you want anymore
Try Edward Lear
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUM
Happy birthday mum
See, we did remember
Because you are so dear
Just like every year
We will never forget
We just wish and wish
You were still here
Just like every year
So we wish you
A happy birthday
And wipe away a tear
Just like every year
Mary Evelyn Curtis 20/1/1921 – 29/3/1993
A Mixed Bag Of Verse # 1
BELTANE
Beltane, on May 1st
Is one of the four
Gaelic seasonal festivals
Beltane marks
The beginning of summer
And the end spring.
Celebrated with feasting,
The decorating of homes
With May flowers,
Visiting the holy wells
And the lighting of bonfires
MALEVOLENCE
It isn’t the Prophet,
Playing on their fears
Nor is it God whispering
Poison in their ears
It isn’t even the cowardly
Old men with bitter breath
That pollute young minds
To be bringers of death
It’s a more ancient evil
Spreading hatreds spoors
That turn young souls
Into satanic warriors
MY SHADOW WATCHES ME AS I WORK
My shadow watches me as I work
And I am thankful for its easy company
Because it means I’m in the sunshine
And it is a constant reminder to me
ON HER CHARIOT DRAWN BY GRIFFINS
On her chariot drawn by griffins
The maiden goddess, dispensing justice
With rod, scales, sword and scourge
The avenger of crime, Nemesis
SHARE YOUR KNOWLEDGE AND YOUR WISDOM
Share your knowledge and your wisdom
While you’re here because in reality
Short of committing mass murder
It's the only way to achieve an immortality
THERE WAS SOMETHING REMARKABLE
There was something remarkable
A special quality beyond belief
Something dangerous and daring
With the dark-haired slip of mischief
LUGHNASADH
Lughnasadh, on August 1st
Is one of the four
Gaelic seasonal festivals
Lughnasadh marks
The beginning of autumn,
The harvest season,
And the end summer
Celebrated with feasting,
Fairs and athletic contests
And the offering of First Fruits
IF LIFE IS GETTING YOU DOWN
If life is getting you down
And depressing you increasingly
Take all of your troubles
And toss them into the sea,
You don’t have to do it for real
Just do it metaphorically
But a trip to the beach
Will help you miraculously
OLD
Old man’s withered fingers,
On a gnarled arthritic hand,
Grip the knotted handle
Of his twisted wooden cane
And in his leathered face
Is etched deep the pain
Of a life lived long
And his aged countenance
Each wrinkle tells the tale
CLASSICAL MUSIC MOVES ME
Classical music moves me
I’ve loved it from an early age
And although I can’t comprehend
The dots on the page
The music that they reveal
Is understood in any language
Beltane, on May 1st
Is one of the four
Gaelic seasonal festivals
Beltane marks
The beginning of summer
And the end spring.
Celebrated with feasting,
The decorating of homes
With May flowers,
Visiting the holy wells
And the lighting of bonfires
MALEVOLENCE
It isn’t the Prophet,
Playing on their fears
Nor is it God whispering
Poison in their ears
It isn’t even the cowardly
Old men with bitter breath
That pollute young minds
To be bringers of death
It’s a more ancient evil
Spreading hatreds spoors
That turn young souls
Into satanic warriors
MY SHADOW WATCHES ME AS I WORK
My shadow watches me as I work
And I am thankful for its easy company
Because it means I’m in the sunshine
And it is a constant reminder to me
ON HER CHARIOT DRAWN BY GRIFFINS
On her chariot drawn by griffins
The maiden goddess, dispensing justice
With rod, scales, sword and scourge
The avenger of crime, Nemesis
SHARE YOUR KNOWLEDGE AND YOUR WISDOM
Share your knowledge and your wisdom
While you’re here because in reality
Short of committing mass murder
It's the only way to achieve an immortality
THERE WAS SOMETHING REMARKABLE
There was something remarkable
A special quality beyond belief
Something dangerous and daring
With the dark-haired slip of mischief
LUGHNASADH
Lughnasadh, on August 1st
Is one of the four
Gaelic seasonal festivals
Lughnasadh marks
The beginning of autumn,
The harvest season,
And the end summer
Celebrated with feasting,
Fairs and athletic contests
And the offering of First Fruits
IF LIFE IS GETTING YOU DOWN
If life is getting you down
And depressing you increasingly
Take all of your troubles
And toss them into the sea,
You don’t have to do it for real
Just do it metaphorically
But a trip to the beach
Will help you miraculously
OLD
Old man’s withered fingers,
On a gnarled arthritic hand,
Grip the knotted handle
Of his twisted wooden cane
And in his leathered face
Is etched deep the pain
Of a life lived long
And his aged countenance
Each wrinkle tells the tale
CLASSICAL MUSIC MOVES ME
Classical music moves me
I’ve loved it from an early age
And although I can’t comprehend
The dots on the page
The music that they reveal
Is understood in any language
Walking With the Living God # 1
WE GIVE OUR PRAISE WITHOUT CONDITION
We give our praise without condition
Given freely to the Lord on high
We sing it to the highest heaven
Our hands held reaching to the sky
THE FATHER IS WITH US EVERY MOMENT
The father is with us every moment
Of every hour both day and night
Over every continent and island
He keeps us in His wondrous light
PATRON SAINT OF WINCHESTER CATHEDRAL
Anglo-Saxon St Swithun
Was Bishop of Winchester
From his consecration
Until his death.
A century later
Dunstan and Æthelwold
Adopted him as patron
Of the restored church
Of Winchester
His body was transferred
From almost complete obscurity
To Æthelwold's new basilica
After which his posthumous miracles occurred
The Winchester egg-woman
And Queen Emma's ordeal
Feast Day 15th July
ST SWITHUN'S DAY
If it rains on the Day of St Swithun
It will not stop for forty days
If it is dry on the Day of St Swithun
Then follows fair for forty days
IF THE WEATHER IS FARE
If the weather is fare
On St Swithun’s day
Then for forty days
You should make hay
LOVE OF GOD
Our God above loves us
So we worship and adore him
His love sustains us all
SENT FROM ON HIGH
Sent from on high
So heavenly demure
A soul of purest light
An angel so pure
To take your hand
When it’s time
And comfort you
On you heavenly climb
A HEART OF PERFECT LOVE
A heart of perfect love
Love being the leaven
To help you Ascend
To the highest Heaven
IF ON ST SWITHUN’S DAY
If on St Swithun’s day
It does heartily rain
Go home and for forty days
Don’t come out again
IN HYMNS AND PSALMS REJOICING
In hymns and psalms rejoicing
We praise our Lord on high
Our praise to heaven ascended
And we lift our voices to the sky
VOICES IN PRAYER ARE NEVER SILENT
Voices in prayer are never silent
As we pray to our Lord on high
Our prayers to heaven ascended
And we lift our eyes to the sky
THE SOURCE OF SPECIAL LOVE
God has always been
The source of special love
A perfect loving faith
That fits me like a glove
THERE IS A SIGN OF HOPE
Everything is not
Wrong in the world
There is a sign of hope
God is our inspiration
And our Guiding light
SUCKED INTO THE DARKNESS
Sucked into the darkness,
Plunged into the abyss
Life pronounced extinct
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Yet in the darkness
Stood a figure
With lily-white wings
Smiling in Silence
And led him to the light
To a life eternal
ST SWITHIN AND QUEEN EMMA'S ORDEAL
Before the Norman Conquests
Princess Emma of Normandy
Became Queen Emma of England
Wife to King Æthelred the Unready
And then to Canute the Great of Denmark
She was falsely accused of adultery
But the night before her ordeal by fire
As she slept in Wargrave uneasily
Saint Swithun appeared in a dream
To tell her she would be set free
ST MARTIN OF TOURS
Started out as a Roman soldier
But was baptized as an adult
And then became a monk
It is understood that he was a kind man
Who led a quiet and simple life
The most famous legend of his life,
Was when he was still a soldier,
It is the story about the time
That he cut his cloak in half
To share with a beggar
To protect him during a snowstorm,
Which saved the beggars life
That same night he dreamed that Jesus
Was wearing the half-cloak
Martin heard Jesus say to the angels,
"Here is Martin, the Roman soldier
Who is not baptised; he has clothed me"
THE FEAST OF ST MARTIN OF TOURS
St. Martin's Day,
Or the Feast of St. Martin,
Martinstag, Martinmas
Or Martin le Miséricordieux
The Feast of St Martin of Tours,
Is a time for feasting celebrations
On November the 11th
When the autumn wheat fields
Were sown for the following year
And the annual slaughter
Of well fattened cattle
To produce "Martinmas beef"
And it was also the time
When hiring fairs were held
Where farm unemployed labourer’s
Could find new work
Feast Day November 11th
ST SWITHIN AND THE WINCHESTER EGG WOMAN
An old lady's eggs had been smashed
On the new stone bridge by workmen
Swithin picked the broken eggs up and
They miraculously became whole again
We give our praise without condition
Given freely to the Lord on high
We sing it to the highest heaven
Our hands held reaching to the sky
THE FATHER IS WITH US EVERY MOMENT
The father is with us every moment
Of every hour both day and night
Over every continent and island
He keeps us in His wondrous light
PATRON SAINT OF WINCHESTER CATHEDRAL
Anglo-Saxon St Swithun
Was Bishop of Winchester
From his consecration
Until his death.
A century later
Dunstan and Æthelwold
Adopted him as patron
Of the restored church
Of Winchester
His body was transferred
From almost complete obscurity
To Æthelwold's new basilica
After which his posthumous miracles occurred
The Winchester egg-woman
And Queen Emma's ordeal
Feast Day 15th July
ST SWITHUN'S DAY
If it rains on the Day of St Swithun
It will not stop for forty days
If it is dry on the Day of St Swithun
Then follows fair for forty days
IF THE WEATHER IS FARE
If the weather is fare
On St Swithun’s day
Then for forty days
You should make hay
LOVE OF GOD
Our God above loves us
So we worship and adore him
His love sustains us all
SENT FROM ON HIGH
Sent from on high
So heavenly demure
A soul of purest light
An angel so pure
To take your hand
When it’s time
And comfort you
On you heavenly climb
A HEART OF PERFECT LOVE
A heart of perfect love
Love being the leaven
To help you Ascend
To the highest Heaven
IF ON ST SWITHUN’S DAY
If on St Swithun’s day
It does heartily rain
Go home and for forty days
Don’t come out again
IN HYMNS AND PSALMS REJOICING
In hymns and psalms rejoicing
We praise our Lord on high
Our praise to heaven ascended
And we lift our voices to the sky
VOICES IN PRAYER ARE NEVER SILENT
Voices in prayer are never silent
As we pray to our Lord on high
Our prayers to heaven ascended
And we lift our eyes to the sky
THE SOURCE OF SPECIAL LOVE
God has always been
The source of special love
A perfect loving faith
That fits me like a glove
THERE IS A SIGN OF HOPE
Everything is not
Wrong in the world
There is a sign of hope
God is our inspiration
And our Guiding light
SUCKED INTO THE DARKNESS
Sucked into the darkness,
Plunged into the abyss
Life pronounced extinct
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Yet in the darkness
Stood a figure
With lily-white wings
Smiling in Silence
And led him to the light
To a life eternal
ST SWITHIN AND QUEEN EMMA'S ORDEAL
Before the Norman Conquests
Princess Emma of Normandy
Became Queen Emma of England
Wife to King Æthelred the Unready
And then to Canute the Great of Denmark
She was falsely accused of adultery
But the night before her ordeal by fire
As she slept in Wargrave uneasily
Saint Swithun appeared in a dream
To tell her she would be set free
ST MARTIN OF TOURS
Started out as a Roman soldier
But was baptized as an adult
And then became a monk
It is understood that he was a kind man
Who led a quiet and simple life
The most famous legend of his life,
Was when he was still a soldier,
It is the story about the time
That he cut his cloak in half
To share with a beggar
To protect him during a snowstorm,
Which saved the beggars life
That same night he dreamed that Jesus
Was wearing the half-cloak
Martin heard Jesus say to the angels,
"Here is Martin, the Roman soldier
Who is not baptised; he has clothed me"
THE FEAST OF ST MARTIN OF TOURS
St. Martin's Day,
Or the Feast of St. Martin,
Martinstag, Martinmas
Or Martin le Miséricordieux
The Feast of St Martin of Tours,
Is a time for feasting celebrations
On November the 11th
When the autumn wheat fields
Were sown for the following year
And the annual slaughter
Of well fattened cattle
To produce "Martinmas beef"
And it was also the time
When hiring fairs were held
Where farm unemployed labourer’s
Could find new work
Feast Day November 11th
ST SWITHIN AND THE WINCHESTER EGG WOMAN
An old lady's eggs had been smashed
On the new stone bridge by workmen
Swithin picked the broken eggs up and
They miraculously became whole again
Tales of Love # 20
IF I HAD ONLY KNOWN # 1
If I had only known
It would be the last time
I'd see you fall asleep
I would have stayed
A little longer and
Lingered at your bedside
Holding your hand
As you slipped
Silently away
To be at peace
AS STREAKS OF GOLD APPEAR IN THE WESTERN SKY
As streaks of gold appear in the western sky
I look into her hypnotic green eyes and sigh
With her in my arms and romance in my heart,
As the sunset glowed, I vowed we’d never part
THE SLIGHTEST TWINKLE
The slightest twinkle
Was evident
In her shining eyes
The hint of a smile
Played about her lips
And her mouth
Went up at the corners
Almost unperceptively
Her whole countenance
Held in that moment
On the brink
And as the words
Left my lips
The status quo
Was swept away
As the delight
Spread across her face
And my question
Was answered
In the affirmative
WHO’S STORY OF LOVE
Who’s story of love
Is written in the stars
Is it the Greeks of old?
Or could it be ours?
HER FATHER DRANK BLACK BITTER COFFEE
Her father drank black bitter coffee
Her mother sipped earl grey tea
As I stood before her parents
I was full of fear and anxiety
It was a very daunting experience
And it was not at all as I planned
I was there for a noble purpose
To ask for their daughters hand
As the object of my attentions
Sat demurely drinking her juice
Her father started choking
And mother turned strangely puce
We left the house hand in hand
Running head long from the pair
They had both forbad consent
But the lovers really didn’t care
So they went to the Savoy Hotel
And ordered chilled Chardonnay
which came in crystal goblets
Carried on a large silver tray
They sat in luxury surroundings
Until the bottle was empty
And their hearts were full of love
And their future was full of plenty
IF I HAD ONLY KNOWN # 2
If I had only known
It would be the last time
I would see you
Walk out the door
I would have
Called you back
And hugged and kissed
You even more
MY STRAWBERRY BLONDE
My strawberry blonde
Always topped my list
With Alabaster skin,
Apple blossom kissed
Smooth and silken soft
Just as I had wished
But that was long ago
Now she is sadly missed
WE HAVE LIVED OUR LIVES TOGETHER
We have lived our lives together
And we have reached our Novembers
The once burning fires of our lives
Have been reduced to meagre embers
And yet we can still look forward
To us both sharing our Decembers
I MISS YOU ALL THE TIME
I miss you all the time
You were my shining sun
And there is an emptiness
But when all said and done
There’s nothing lonelier
Than dinner for one
THE SUN AND MOON
The sun and moon
Where once in love
But the sun burned hot
With want and desire
While the moon
Was cool and aloof
So they were destined
To be Star-crossed
For all eternity
IF I HAD ONLY KNOWN # 3
If I had only known
It would be the last time
That I would ever see you
I would have stayed
A moment longer
And lingered at your bedside
As I said goodbye
And told you once again
How much I loved you
MESMERISING CHARMS
Mesmerising charms
Led me to her arms
A loving place
So why should I run?
Love in my heart
I want to share
But I hold back
And I want to run
Fear is the key,
A deep fear in me
Of being hurt
So I want to run
I need the key
To unlock the chains
That bind my heart
So I won’t run
I LOOK BACK FONDLY
I look back fondly
To those early days
When we would sit together
On the winter evenings
Beside the roaring fire
And we would sit and talk
Laughing and chatting
In the orange glow
Late into the evening
Until the embers cooled
ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE FENCE
The grass is always greener
And the senses were keener
So I committed a misdemeanour
And when away she flew
To her green pastures new
My foolish heart was torn in two
True Nature # 6
THE SUFFOLK PUNCH
The Suffolk Punch
Heavy draught horse
Beautiful Chestnut beast
Solid and dependable
With energetic gait
Known as “good doers”
The Suffolk Punch
Work horse of the land
HEAVEN SENT APRIL SHOWERS
Heaven sent April showers
Will bring the May flowers
And after spring has begun
Soon comes the summer sun
SWEET MEMORIES OF OUR CHILDHOOD # 1
Sweet memories of our childhood
Those days of youth were the best
Golden Septembers in the fields
Gathering the bounty of the harvest
AS THE LENGTHENING DAYS WARM UP
As the lengthening days warm up
When the north is on the cusp
The ice begins to speak or sing
Heralding the arrival of spring
SWEET MEMORIES OF OUR CHILDHOOD # 2
Sweet memories of our childhood
Sunny days bright and pleasant
Cold crisp Novembers on the heath
Beating the bracken for the Pheasant
ON THE PLANTATION
On the plantation
Nothing can be finer
Than a bevy of Quail
In South Carolina
IN THE AUTUMN
In the Autumn
The shoot is very pleasant
And we end the day
With a bevy of pheasant
UP ON THE MOOR
Up on the Moor
The birds take flight
On the glorious 12th
They leave the hill
With a bevy of Grouse
The trappings of wealth
THE SUN BURSTS THROUGH THE CURTAINS
The sun bursts through the curtains
As dawn brings forth another day
And bids us waken from our rest
With every golden warming ray
THE SUFFOLK HORSE
The Suffolk Horse
Heavy draught horse
Beautiful Chestnut beast
Solid and dependable
With energetic gait
Known as “good doers”
The Suffolk Horse
Work horse of the land
IN SHADES OF RED AND ORANGE
In shades of red and orange
The sky burns with fire
Clouds in sunset are illuminated
Like smoke in a funeral pyre
BEYOND THE SNOW-CAPPED MOUNTAINS
Beyond the snow-capped mountains
A brand new dawn breaks
Night moved onward into light
Across the land and the lakes
THEY CLIMB WITH STRENGTH AND GRACE
They climb with strength and grace
And ramble wide and free
They stand alone as Floribunda
Standard or Hybrid Tea
The glorious English rose
Beautiful flower of history
WHEN WINTERS BITE IS TAMED
When winters bite is tamed
Spring brings forth the shoots
Then summer scents the flowers
And the autumn earns the fruits
LET THE WIND HOWL
Let the wind howl
Let the tempest blow
Bring forth the rain
Bring forth the snow
Then let the frost bite
Let the ice crack
Then we can get
The winter sun back
THE SUFFOLK SORREL
The Suffolk Sorrel
Heavy draught horse
Beautiful Chestnut beast
Solid and dependable
With energetic gait
Known as “good doers”
The Suffolk Sorrel
Work horse of the land
The Suffolk Punch
Heavy draught horse
Beautiful Chestnut beast
Solid and dependable
With energetic gait
Known as “good doers”
The Suffolk Punch
Work horse of the land
HEAVEN SENT APRIL SHOWERS
Heaven sent April showers
Will bring the May flowers
And after spring has begun
Soon comes the summer sun
SWEET MEMORIES OF OUR CHILDHOOD # 1
Sweet memories of our childhood
Those days of youth were the best
Golden Septembers in the fields
Gathering the bounty of the harvest
AS THE LENGTHENING DAYS WARM UP
As the lengthening days warm up
When the north is on the cusp
The ice begins to speak or sing
Heralding the arrival of spring
SWEET MEMORIES OF OUR CHILDHOOD # 2
Sweet memories of our childhood
Sunny days bright and pleasant
Cold crisp Novembers on the heath
Beating the bracken for the Pheasant
ON THE PLANTATION
On the plantation
Nothing can be finer
Than a bevy of Quail
In South Carolina
IN THE AUTUMN
In the Autumn
The shoot is very pleasant
And we end the day
With a bevy of pheasant
UP ON THE MOOR
Up on the Moor
The birds take flight
On the glorious 12th
They leave the hill
With a bevy of Grouse
The trappings of wealth
THE SUN BURSTS THROUGH THE CURTAINS
The sun bursts through the curtains
As dawn brings forth another day
And bids us waken from our rest
With every golden warming ray
THE SUFFOLK HORSE
The Suffolk Horse
Heavy draught horse
Beautiful Chestnut beast
Solid and dependable
With energetic gait
Known as “good doers”
The Suffolk Horse
Work horse of the land
IN SHADES OF RED AND ORANGE
In shades of red and orange
The sky burns with fire
Clouds in sunset are illuminated
Like smoke in a funeral pyre
BEYOND THE SNOW-CAPPED MOUNTAINS
Beyond the snow-capped mountains
A brand new dawn breaks
Night moved onward into light
Across the land and the lakes
THEY CLIMB WITH STRENGTH AND GRACE
They climb with strength and grace
And ramble wide and free
They stand alone as Floribunda
Standard or Hybrid Tea
The glorious English rose
Beautiful flower of history
WHEN WINTERS BITE IS TAMED
When winters bite is tamed
Spring brings forth the shoots
Then summer scents the flowers
And the autumn earns the fruits
LET THE WIND HOWL
Let the wind howl
Let the tempest blow
Bring forth the rain
Bring forth the snow
Then let the frost bite
Let the ice crack
Then we can get
The winter sun back
THE SUFFOLK SORREL
The Suffolk Sorrel
Heavy draught horse
Beautiful Chestnut beast
Solid and dependable
With energetic gait
Known as “good doers”
The Suffolk Sorrel
Work horse of the land
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