Decades

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Born in the fifties, baby boom years
A child of the sixties, scuffed knees and tears

A teen in the seventies, met Sal, fell in love
and at the end of the decade, wed the above

Brought a house in the eighties, two offspring we saw
and then in the nineties, along came two more

Watched the i2k clock at the Millennium turn
and nothing stopped working, we were quite pleased to learn

A new century turned and into the noughties
as we left a decade behind and entered our forties

Twenty-ten came and went, the best years of our lives
then we found we were fifty, well what a surprise

And now as the teenies are nearing an end
we are looking at pensions on which to depend

But the twenties will follow when we’ll be retired
so perhaps we’ll go backwards and become more inspired

We have decades more to look forward to yet
with more pleasure to come the older we get

©Jemverse

Photo – Jem ‘After Warhol’ – Jempics

Time II

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Somedays have legs, they run away
I blink and it’s the end of day
I’ve done my best through frack and fray
But still I wish for more

Sometimes I wish time would slow down
though often not without a frown
As when I feel like I will drown
I hanker after more

Somewhere there’s a place where I
won’t care for time and simply lie
I’ll watch it come and pass me by
and never want for more

©Jemverse

The winter bully

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Breath escapes in tiny clouds
a whisper to the chill
as icy iron fingers grab
and hassle me at will
I’m minding my own business
A summer’s child adrift
Lost in this cold wilderness
and feeling somewhat miffed
I’m not asking for a mountain
it’s really not that much
I just hanker after summer
‘Cos we’ve fallen out of touch
And I simply fail to understand
what this winter stuff is for
‘Cold’ just doesn’t hack it
I need warmer days once more
The winter bully bothers me
and I wish he’d go away
Just leave me with the summer
when it’s warm ‘most every day

©Jemverse

Like a wave

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Sometime a whisper
or maybe a shout
Occasionally quiet
but mostly a lout
Always moving
restless, unstill
Rising and breaking
and crashing at will
Demanding respect
its power complete
Ignored at one’s peril
with anger replete
Chameleonic it changes
reflecting the sky
with colours to match
and please every eye
It is fickle and change
with no virtue to save
Every one different
from the sea, like a wave

©Jemverse

Pictures II

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Do you have a picture
one close to your heart
Capturing a moment
from which you cannot part?
Perhaps it looks like mine
though I have many, truth be told
Ones I will keep with me
Until I’m very old

They capture special moments
and I feel them every one
Some started many years ago
and some have just begun
Yet all of them are precious
and completely part of me
Pictures bringing substance
to a treasured memory

©Jemverse

Photo – The Croucher family outside the gates of Hogwarts, Warner Bros Studios, London – Jempics

Too cold in the winter

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Neglected in winter
gets quite overgrown
Too cold to sit out there
grass stays unmown
Trees shed their leaves
and they fall to the ground
and because I’m not out there
they just lie around
And I know that I should
and one day I will
Just not today thank you
‘Cos I can’t stand the chill

©Jemverse

Being Nice

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It’s always so much nicer
being nice throughout a day
Instead of being horrid
(That’s what I think anyway)

It’s always rather better
to wear a smile upon your face
Instead of being grumpy
and just moping ’round the place

And to say a cheery word
like ‘Good Morning’ or ‘Hello’
is really rather better
than a sullen frown you know

And as it eats away inside
when you are spiteful or unkind
It’s almost a no brainer
to instead bring peace of mind

So this is why my poems
always find bright things to say
As it’s just a little method
to help me brighten up your day

©Jemverse

Photo – some lovely roses – Jempics

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