Lent 28 Poems

OK, so it's all been a bit heavy going the past few days.  So I thought we should lighten up a bit.   Today I share with you a few of my poems.  A couple spiritual and a couple just plain nonsense :)

loose ends

‘What are you doing?’ I asked

‘Im tying loose ends’ He replied

‘But those ends aren’t loose’

I intimated anxiously

‘I think you will find’

He commented, tugging

‘That something just here’

With a pull which untangled

‘Was never quite finished’

I began to unravel

‘I see what you mean’

I had to concede

As He kept gently pulling

Till I was undone

God's Artistry on a Winter Morning

The frosted morning biting black
gives way to opalescent hues
as sparrow, blackbird, wren and tit
begin to tell their morning news.

In distant reaches of the dawn
the winter sun begins to speak

his memories of warmer days
when he was young in strength and heat

The trees, undressed save for the frost,
in bitter rows resent the cold,
hibernating till the day
when spring once more her green unfolds.

How quickly is the night time past;
the moon, however, full and bright
is not so keen to go to sleep
and vies with sun to give her light.

And now the clouds are tinged with pink
the town awakes to do its duty
so many tardy waking souls
have missed this gift of winter beauty.

mouse in the house

There appears to be a mouse

Between the floorboards ‘ neath my bed

It’s a stone built ancient house

And the rodents must have bred

In the various tiny spaces

Where its nice and warm and cozy

Like underneath my king sized bed

So that just as I feel dozy

The mice put on their dancing shoes

Perform their nightly show

As I am trying to go to sleep

You’d almost think they know

They scratch and scrape and run about

Then suddenly go quiet

To lull me into thinking

That they’ve had their nightly riot

But as my eyes are closing

And the dreams are looming near

A scrabble scrape , a scrat and scrit

Is echoing in my ear.

We’ve set the traps , we’ve tried the lot

Chocolate and peanut butter

I haven’t slept in several weeks

And the mice are getting fatter

Grandad's Teeth

Granddad's lost his teeth again

Doesn’t know where they are

Says he took them out  last night

And put them in the jar

But when he woke this morning

And went to put them in

His teeth were nowhere to be found

Cue grandad’s toothless grin

He says that granny’s hidden them

In a fit of pensioner rage

(She caught him with The Sun again

Looking at THAT page!)

But granny hasn’t seen them

(and I don’t think she would lie)

We’ll have to try and find them

Before granddad starts to cry

He hasn’t had his breakfast

Cos he’s gone and lost his gnashers

And its hard to eat without your teeth

Especially bacon rashers

We’ll  give him soup for breakfast

With custard for desert

Lunch will be a cup of tea

Cos steak and chips would hurt

For dinner semolina

He can suck it through a straw

Though he might find that quite tricky

As his eyesight’s rather poor

Oh, granny says she’s found them

His teeth were by the loo

He must have set them down there

When he went to do a poo

At least he didn’t flush them

Like he did that other time

Grandad’s got his teeth back

Uh oh!  Now where did I put mine?

Evolution

Darwin says we all evolved from slime

I know some slimy people, but this rhyme

Is just to say that I do not agree

No amoebic plant life genes in me!

bedtime prayer

Peace, peace, blessings and peace
rest on you now and as you sleep
may all your troubles be lighter tomorrow
your joy be greater than your sorrow
may you have rest from strain and stress
And wake refreshed and feeling blessed   xx