Carnival time

It’s a wild time animal, loud and fierce

The scariest thing we’ve seen for years

It’s a bad hair day all scraggy and long

With the drums and the tams and the animal song

It’s a Chinese dragon crossing the bridge

It’s a paper elephant, big as a fridge

It’s a surdo line where the wild things are

Bright, long and loud and heard from afar

It’s the loudest thing in sound and colour

It’s carnival time in the midst of summer

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Golden

Golden water on

Golden river

Golden shimmer on

Golden sea

Golden dawn on

Golden morning

Golden smiles on

Golden me

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Mother

Comfort as a reassuring smile

Soft hand upon my brow

Your smile, my calming influence

Remains still with me now

My firm handhold and always there

As I have fallen through the years

My solace and my fortitude

Drying all my tears

Loving yet, returning loved

Like I have loved no other

My smiling and my sunshine

My rock, my friend, my Mother

 

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Deluge

No trains again this morning

And in the pouring rain

Not a good thing to find out first thing

When there’s no-one there to blame

Lightning strike along in Hove

Is the culprit as it seems

No travel up to Worthing

Get to work by other means

So a wet walk down to bus stop

Slow ride through gathering storm

Thunder and lightning overhead

On this ‘delightful’ summer morn

 

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Child beneath

Inanimate object, dark dusty hall

Drops from the gutter, damp on the wall

Cracks in the ceiling, sagging floor

Peeling off wallpaper, tatty and torn

Paint a bleak picture, colour it in

Pictures of grey or anything dim

Just make it dismal, capture a frown

Sometimes I think we enjoy being down

Thinking the worst, worry and strife

Instead of just simply enjoying our life

The truth of its clear, I would rather smile

Even if tinged with a tear once a while

Banish that feeling, banish that grief

As I want to be like the child that’s beneath.

 

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For Sunday…

Sleeping

Underneath a

Nice

Duvet.

Awaken?

Y should I?

 

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For Saturday…

Saturday

Arrives and

Tiredness fades

Until

Refreshingly

Diminished,

Another week of

Yammer passes

 

©Jemverse

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