Rhymes or Reason

Tired after a long drive today, so just fell into the chair and the words fell out.

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The time

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There has to be light
there has to be dark
there has to be night
for us to embark
on adventure so fine
we must take our time
to carry it through
to an ending sublime
for our time it is precious
our lives are so short
we must not be envious
of those who cavort
and who play with the hours
and laugh at the days
you won't see them cower
or run from the ways
the methods of those
who would rob them of ease
though the enemy chose
to kill with disease
but never will win
for the spirit is strong
as we all live within
and we all belong
to the world of the living
when all has been said
we will all continue
even when we are dead
for death is a door
that we must all pass
but our spirits will soar
and forever last
so fear not the roar
of the beast as it flies
for we shall endure
and though the beast tries
we still can restore
all our intimate ties
such as family, friends
and the sparkle and shine
our own lover's eyes

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Moon day tomorrow, so perhaps we might see one, if the clouds clear that is!

 

Another odd one today, as I'm tired from driving yesterday.

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How?

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How did it happen how did we get just here
did we do it all ourselves
or were we helped along the way
and if it's true that we were helped
will we still be helped tomorrow
the way we've been helped today

who knows what the future holds
perhaps it holds a mirror
but then the future would just see
everything that's past
and if it did just that then we'd know for sure
the future's not what we should fear
as time moves on too fast
no we should worry what's gone before
as that's what put us here
so now we know that nothing lasts
and the future has in store
much of what we know already
but just a little more so

it's all we can rely on, it's all we can expect
although sometimes when we can dream
we hope for something better
but all our dreams are sand
that's washed each day by the sea
the waves that never stop to rest
but always in a hurry
to go to somewhere else
another rock or beach
and there to wash up evermore
the furthest they can reach

perhaps that's all we are are waves
that break upon the shore
sometimes finding soft white sand
and sometimes somewhere more obscure
it's like we have no power
or control of where we go
all we can do is ride the wave
until we're beached
no pain or sorrow
maybe not today and maybe not tomorrow
but we all know that one fine day
we'll each plough our own furrow

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Loony Tunes Day tomorrow, and who knows we might all be on song!

 

Odd one tonight. I've been feeling ill all day, but at least it's a bit drier today than yesterday.
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New Moon

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The cosmic merry go round is here again
now the rain has gone and we can see
the sun has gone as well and now the moon
is there for us to wish upon
it's a habit and a superstition
that's grown up over the years
to not see the new moon through glass
though I don't see how it causes fear
so I'll just go on looking through the window pane
but who knows
perhaps by full moon I'll be going insane

I often wondered how it is that werewolves came about
perhaps that's how they did it, at new moon they looked out
to see the rising crescent as it breached the far horizon
but stayed indoors and looked through glass
for all I know it could be the reason

but I'll just carry on as I am and ignore the superstitious
the trouble is that they're unlucky, or so I believe
and it's all highly suspicious
of underhand ways to make us all
modify our behaviour
like tapping wood or crossing ourselves
as though to invoke our saviour
and so we see the ritual that governs
all our lives
from being 'churched' to taking bread
and wine
when the man in a dress tells us
as though it joins us to the divine
but the great creator of us all
won't have time for this
it's just a window dressing
but I suppose if done away with
we'd all miss
so cross yourself and knock three times
on the wooden window frame
then open the window to see the new moon
before you close it up again

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See you on Wedding Day, no sorry, that's Wodin's Day, or should it just be tomorrow?

 

As I sat here today and looked out of the window, at the birds all fighting over the food I've left out for them, it struck me how lucky we are to live in a society where we have enough to be able to buy food for other species as well as ourselves. Then I thought of all the other humans who live in societies where such isn't the case, and where each day for them is a fight for survival.

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Life is for the lucky

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The question is a good one I think
but I'm not really sure I understand
the problem is it's not so simple
as I hoped it would be when I asked
what is it that we are alive for
as if it mattered at all
when half of the world is dying
the other half should be appalled
but they're not instead they're so busy
taking care of themselves and their kin
they really don't think of anyone else
or the kind of predicament they're in
but it's something we all must be aware of
as we go through our lives every day
that although we may think we're in trouble
for the one's who are dying we're so far away
that it seems like we don't really care at all
for them or their lives as they suffer
we try to get by while they dwindle and die
yet we never will meet one another
for we are just here and they're over there
with half of the world in between us
and it's only through television
that we see the true hell vision
that's taking its toll, it's pernicious
so open your eyes to the deepening skies
that surround us and keep us from harm
then wear your amulet, as armour to protect
you with the strength of your own lucky charm

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Thorny day tomorrow, or is that Thorin's day, or perhaps it's Turin's day, or Thor's day? Whichever, I guess I'll see you then!

 

I'm feeling old today, with lots of aches and pains, and I forgot yesterday was the day the coffee ladies come round, so I missed my Vanilla Latte. Doh!

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Ah the joys of aging!

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Age is a feeling like no other
I know this now, but when I was young
I didn't believe it when my mother
told me to watch out as I got older
she said that things start going downhill
like your hearing and sight
and in that she was right!
for I now find I need a hearing aid
but it will have to fit in with the glasses I wear
otherwise they might clash and people would stare
but then again at my age, why should I care?
if anyone asks me what aging is like
I'll tell them in fluent Anglo Saxon I fear
coz I really don't like it the more it goes on
and I have to get up three times in the night
to lighten the load so to speak
it breaks up my rest and I get so annoyed
as each loo break wakes me from sleep
then I'm tired in the morning from the night's exertions
perhaps I should invent a machine
for going (you know!) without waking but not make a mess
if it was a good one I could get them made up
and sell them en masse for a few quid or less
then perhaps we could all get some kip
and wake up in the morning refreshed
but sadly there's many a slip twix'd cup and lip
and I doubt if I'd end up with any money
but even if I did what good would it do me anyway
I hardly go out and there's nothing I want
I'm fed up already and don't really want to stay
especially not if I have to get worse
as the years take their toll on my body
eventually I'll drive off in a hearse
in a plain box I'll be a complete nobody

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Is it Frixxxxxday already tomorrow? Where has the week gone? The same place they all go I s'pose.

 

Aww keep them coming xxxx

 

Evening time is here again with time enough to write, just a little rhyme that's all there is tonight.

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Lock and key

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There once was a key
but where was the lock
they should have been together
but we don't know
why they left each other
moved away in different directions
one to stay forever here
the other to wander through endless nations
the world was its oyster, well
you know what I mean
how can a key have an oyster

it would need a shell
but if it hid inside a cover
how would it know to find the door
how would it ever get free
would it then head for home and its lock
or is it just a thought that's occurred to me

so the lock and the key could be reunited
they fitted together so well
they should never be let to live apart again
or we could all end up in unlocked hell
with strangers wandering every which way
through places they should never go to
and taking whatever they can carry away
it's not something I'd aspire to
to live and let live is a mighty fine notion
but sometimes it pays to be wise
so keep locked the things that stir the emotions
the things that define our lives

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Weekend tomorrow, and start of a long one too!

 

Busy day today. Our daughter came round like a white tornado and got us throwing stuff out and rearranging everything. I think she's trying to made sure her inheritance won't be a tip when she gets it!! And if it's all the same to you, it'll be all the same to us as well.

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If it's all the same

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It's all the same you know
everything we see
whatever we do and wherever we go
it's all the same for you and me
the days all start the same
the work's the same as well
and when we get home tired and lame
the telly programmes are just hell
there's nothing new on anyway
just repeats and you can tell
they've lost the plot, thrown it away
the story lines run parallel
it's the same old rubbish every day
sometimes I see a face in one
then see the same face in another
and I can't tell which story's which
is she the sister or the mother
I've forgotten and what is worse
she could be one or the other
a harlot in one and in the other a nurse
yet the actress looks and acts the same
no matter what the part she's playing is
it's all so mixed up like a game
you know, is she single or is she his
we never know from day to day
and all the time it's going downhill
last week she won the lottery
yet now she's skint it makes me ill
just thinking of the mighty soaps
they rule the channels and always will
so turn it off and go to bed
try to rest and get some sleep
tomorrow fills me full of dread
it makes me want to cry and weep
no matter what the pundits say
It'll just be the same as yesterday

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Time for a lie in tomorrow I think. No getting up before oh, I don't know, about 9am?

 

Sunday, oh what a fun day, and it's almost a change of the season, so there's a good reason, to write!

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The time of the season

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There is a time for every season
and for every season a time
such are the tenets of man's own wisdom
and some may say they even rhyme
but nature has a way of working
man can never hope to best
no matter how long or hard he tries
if he only works and never rests
he may sometimes just fool his eyes
and think he's won or so he jests
but we know different don't we all
and if we're clever he'll confess
to coveting the power she controls
a force he never can possess
that only a fool would bet his soul
to fight against such force as this
and yet man tries year after year
to get ever closer to his goal
to know as much as nature knows
and live the way nature survives
as she continues on her way
through many seasons
and countless lives
to dominate the affairs of man
and every other single creature
that's been here since time began
despite man's greatest works to capture
nature's essence, that's his plan
but he can only work within
the laws that nature gives his hand
to seek and find the rules that govern
everything throughout all time
the time we know that has its season
just as seasons have their times
and man's own tenets teach him wisdom
in his search for a heav'n sublime

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Bank holiday tomorrow. I didn't know there was a weekday called 'Bankholiday', but you learn something new every day!

 

Fantastic stuff BJ X

 

Lovely sunny day today, and I spent nearly all of it hiding in the shade. Never mind.

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Last of the month

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The is the end of the month you see
tomorrow is the first of a new one
so don't look back to what's just ending
instead look forward to having some fun
the weather was nice today
sun shone on the righteous all day long
the neighbours at the back had a family barbeque
with loud(ish) music (mainly hip hop)
not really to my taste, but as a background to
a family gathering not too bad
and the children all could have a bop

if the weather stays good for the next few days
I might invite our children round
to have a barbie here as well
and my Hi Fi can supply the sounds
I've got one of those blutooth speaker boxes
battery powered and portable
it's mono of course but that's alright
who cares about stereo when its outside

we'll set up the table in the garden
with the big green sun shade on it
then gather round to hide beneath it
looking like a dark green bonnet
it helps to keep the sun's rays off you see
I love the sun but it doesn't love me
I burn so easily I have to wear
a hat outside when I go anywhere

all these things I'm telling you
as though you're here with me in the room
but I know you're so far away
well, I guess you are, or so I presume
you could be living up the road
in one of the newer houses there
yet I don't know you, nor you me
we'd pass each other in the street
and you'd never know the one you see
shuffling along with aching limbs
with glasses facing to the ground
is me the author of this rhyme
that you step aside and walk around

the anonymity of computers
is the bane of our existence
we never know to whom we speak
never know to be of assistance
when some unknown who writes of pain
and suffering with heartfelt words
despairs of the loneliness, electronic distance
that keeps us separate, it seems absurd
yet that's reality nowadays
that's the way the cookie crumbles
we've lost the plot and lost our way
lost the will to walk not stumble
we need to get outside some more
have a barbie, invite the neighbours
get back to what life used to be
when no-one needed to lock their doors

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It's pinch punch day tomorrow, so don't forget!!

 

Sorry about that. I thought I'd pressed the 'Post Repy' button last night, but I must have forgotten. However, I've pressed it now, so you can see yesterday's pome. I'll post up today's in a little while.

 

So here's today's offering. A bit short I admit, but nevertheless it encompasses the thought that I wanted to elucidate.

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First day or seconds

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There once was a day, and it was the first
who knows how it knew it, or whether it did
we'll never know if it could have been worse
or if it could have been better

so now many days have passed under the bridge
mixed metaphors not withstanding that is
I'd like to just stand there and watch them pass by
like poo sticks that ride on the water

I wonder if days have been all the same length
or if they have grown or contracted
the number of hours may have been all the same
but seconds could change their duration

of course all of this is conjecture by me
it could just be pipe dreams they say
I'll wake up tomorrow and maybe we'll see
if I can count all the seconds in the day

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Mitteltag tomorrow, and coffee ladies day as well. So a win win situation!!

 

Here's today's rhyme. It's a bit introspective, but I don't like to make an exhibition of myself!

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Always for the worse

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It was crazy it was fun to live life on the run
but now it's time to settle down and walk
when we ran we never stopped but now our time has all been lost
and the only thing we do is sit and talk
not for fun and not for pleasure do we live a life of leisure
but because the powers that be decide we must
they've decided in their wisdom that until their dreaded system
tells them all is safe it's them we have to trust
so read the daily rags and the weekly glossy mags
to find out what the politicians think
and if we're lucky they might say that the danger's gone away
and that we're no longer tied to the kitchen sink
at last we can go out and put ourselves about
and drink in pubs and eat in restaurants too
it's almost like it was before the virus made us cuss
and the world became raw sewage through and through
in time I guess we'll learn new ways to educate and earn
enough to keep our heads above the water
but till then all we can do is wait this panic through
and try to keep ourselves sane with some laughter

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Donnerstag tomorrow. It always reminds me of kebabs though. Can't think why....

 

A bit of a non day today. Tomorrow will be busy though. Daughter's coming round to 'help' us clear out lots of accumulated dross. Over 30 year's worth! The missus tries to hang on to everything, but I'm not too bothered about most of it. There are some things I'd like to keep, but you could stick them all into a single 50ltr crate.

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To do or not to do, that is.....

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There are times when I think and times when I don't
and times when I act and times when I won't
it all depends you see on the level of annoyance
whether I feel that I need some form of clairvoyance
to decide what's needed and act if I think it is
or just sit back and smile and wink and give it all a miss
so watch this space or not as the winds of chance may take you
I won't try to force you in any way
instead I'll wait till you tell me what you would like to do
before I go wasting my time away

this all presupposes that there's something that needs doing
a pastime or a project I suppose
you know the sort of thing I mean a hobby to keep you moving
something with which you can become engrossed
a little like me sitting here composing this short rhyme
a daily hour I dedicate to you
it's fun and takes up time I otherwise would be wasting
watching telly with nothing else to do
so read this rhyme then think about how you'd reply to me
if I was right here in your room next to you
you never know it might inspire a counter rhyme you see
then we'd both be poets, if that's what you want to do

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Freitag once more, so I guess it's 'fry' day on the morrow,...Chips!.

 

Sorry about it being so late, I got caught up in something else.

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The chancer

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The evening wore on and the stakes grew higher
the turn of a card or wheel would decide
on the fate of the gambler would he fold or recover
the fortune he'd lost on his adrenaline ride
wheels of fortune decide many things
and the course of his life rode the rim
would he manage to live without his jewellery and rings
all these thoughts pressed relentlessly on him

the morning light came and his eyes were now sore
as he walked from the floor to the revolving door
and as he passed out of the world of chance
he knew he must go back inside to do more
more of the living on the edge of abyss
of winning on some yet with others a miss
and so he wrote out a cheque on a used napkin
to buy some more chips to fuel his bliss
but the odds were not working this morning it seems
and in no time at all his new chips were all gone
so finally bankrupt and bereft of dreams
he admitted defeat and swore to move on

but now he can watch and join in with the action
yet lose not a cent to the wheels
for where he now stands he's a part of the attraction
as he shuffles the cards before he deals

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Saturday tomorrow, so the weekend is here, relax and enjoy and have the odd beer!

 

Bit of a hangover today from a large glass of wine last night, hic! Anyway, here's a dittie about the bruise. No, not the blues, but a bruise.

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Rainy day bruise

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There's a bruise in the sky it catches my eye
I think it's a storm that's headed this way
if I start to run now I might make it somehow
to find some cover or shelter

but just as I think it the darkness descends
the clouds lose their shape and turn black
all of a sudden it's night out today
and I know I'll get wet as I turn to run back

but I start to run anyway hoping to beat it
the raindrops now spatter the pavement
and I feel them hit hard on my face as I run
straight to the door of my apartment

and as I skid into the foyer I fall
the tiles on the floor are so slippery
bashing my hip as my wet shoes just slip
I cry out from my pain and my misery

then I pick myself up all battered and wet
with mud all over my trousers
and in pain watch the rain and try not to get upset
when I feel an ache in my shoulders

I finally give up and slowly ascend
the staircase that leads to my floor
and wearily hunt for my keys then I bend
to put the key into the door

with sad resignation I shuffle inside
and look at myself in the mirror
behold what a sight in the dim hallway light
a victim of the inclement weather

I feel just as bruised as the sky was itself
when I ventured abroad in the storm
and I think as I put my keys on the shelf
I'll take a shower and stay in the warm

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Sunny day tomorrow, well till 4pm anyway according to the weather man.

 

Loving them all xxxxx

 

D Day Sunday today it was, but I forgot all about it. Been too busy cleaning out the kitchen lots of stuff to throw away.

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Sunday evening contemplation

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The weekend came but now it's past
those two short days they never last
tomorrow's back to work again
for five more days of angst and pain

'but you're retired!' I hear you say
well yes I am but not everyone is
so though I can sleep on through the day
for others it'll be back to business

how I do not envy them
the daily trip to works or office
I've done my time and earned my rest
and now I'm getting out of practice

all those lines of code I wrote
and all those programs others use
I've forgotten them all and lost my notes
for me they all became old news

instead I now indulge my hobbies
playing with engines and earning money
I've special tools I use for business
they're old like me and very heavy

but I can still move them around
and so I make them do their stuff
they're quiet making not much sound
and though they're old they're very tough

the ones I use are older than me
that's saying something I can tell you
seventy years or more you see
yet still as accurate as brand new

so on I go about my work
taking my time to get it right
and though it may drive others berserk
my patience prevents any oversights

who knows what tomorrow may bring
some work or not doesn't bother me
the pension covers my expenses
so the work I do's for fun you see

I guess I'll have to give it up
sometime in the next few years
when I get too old to lift the bar
and all my strength has disappeared

and when I do I'll sell them on
those old machines I use each day
let someone younger take them on
and stop the skills wasting away

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Working day tomorrow.......for some, he he!

 

I couldn't even get this rhme to rhyme, so you'll have to make up your own rhymes in your head, using my rhyme as a guide. It's too bloody hot for anything else!!

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Hot stuff!

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It's hot, and you know when it's hot
because it's hot
well, that exhausted that subject
and just about every other subject
who happened to be in the country as well
we're all subjects really
but I'd rather be a subject
than an object
I'd object to that I would
and so would you I'm sure
only a wood would want to be an object
and even then it might object
to being objectified
but of course it's all subject to circumstance
and that's a hot topic
a bit like the weather at the moment
hot!
so what to do about it?

who knows, just lie back and think of England
basking in the sunshine of another lovely day
with luck the rest of the summer might just stay this way
with warmth on tap like a steamy bathroom
full of heat and water
ah, that's what we don't need
is water to alter the humidity
it's hard on humanity
all the heat and the wetness
just make me restless
yup! I can't sleep, so I rest less

than I otherwise would
even though I should
and you know I would
if I could
but it's no good
throughout the neighbourhood
and all through my childhood
and in all likelihood
until my adulthood
I was misunderstood
I tried to make good
and even moved hotfoot
to stay out from underfoot
but continued to throughput
by aiming for a sainthood

didn't get one though

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Toots day on the morrow! Toot Toot!!