Smooth soft stones
Picked from the beach
Rounded and smooth
To the touch
Opened a floodgate
In my mind
As distant memories
Rushed in
Of a different time
and place
A simpler time
And way of life
When hours could be
spent
In the innocent
pursuit
Monday, 3 January 2022
SMOOTH SOFT STONES
HEALING HANDS
Jesus cured all the sick and the lame
Apart from one scruffy
man at the back
Jesus gestured him to
come forward
A FOREST FIRE CAN START
A forest fire can easily start
With a match you
carelessly threw
Yet it can take a
whole box
To light your BBQ
SILENT POOL
The amorous King John
Took by ungentlemanly force
The woodcutter’s daughter
And put her upon his horse
Taking her from Albury village
To a place called the silent pool
The girl, scared and crying
Prayed his ardour would cool
But he pressed his intent upon her
So into the dark lake she fled
Mounted, he drove her ever deeper
Until the poor girl was dead
Now on the silent pool at midnight
The maiden can be seen there
Where the amorous King John
Did drown the life from her
JULIUS CAESAR’S APPROACH
Julius Caesar’s approach
May have been absurd
But a different
approach
Was what he preferred
Which is why he came,
He saw, he concurred
A SNOWMANS TALE
When I was very little
My dad and his brother
Built a huge snowman
Bigger than any other
He was as tall as Dad
And was round and fat
It had coal for eyes
And a big black hat
A scarf about its neck
For sartorial style
A large carrot nose
And a twig for a smile
Knobbly stick arms
With gloves at the end
A belt around its
girth
Like a cummerbund
I loved that snowman
Standing so very tall
Until the eventual
thaw
And I watched him
fall
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