Itās my birthdayAnd Iām grateful to be one year olderEven if not wiser, ha!Life is a blessingHowever I do miss my dear onesNo point stressing. My mother wonāt be singing happy birthdayVia a phone she no longer ownsBecause sheās up … Continue reading Happy birthday me in 2022
To all my friends in covid clear
To those sharing their fear
Troll the ancientĀ yuletideĀ carol
Sing out loud
Chant merrily and be proud.
Continue reading Love to you. 2021 Christmas Poem.
That moment in life you realise you’re awkward It’s fleeting but powerful. Wanting hello Giving goodbye Wishing to know. That second when a look at poor life choices To follow your heart then part. Wishing no pain Getting restrain Wanting … Continue reading Poem | Awkward
Like the gardener will tend And battle a weed He has taken his heed With his life on the mend. A flower pops out Taking life from the sun A blessing confirms fun The next beginning to tout. Like a … Continue reading Poem | Life Recoil
People say… Continue reading POEM | Listening stream
Love transcends Pings us beyond any known Failure stings Like an ache that won’t go away Really, why must it stay? Too true,Ā friends mean more than things. Hear their laughter Be at peace. Welcome the crazy fray. Love transcends Takes … Continue reading POEM | Transcends
Summer days and hazy, come what mays. Come what mays, have a wine, check the time. Do the time, write the prose, smell the rose. Smell the rose, prune the trees, feel the breeze. Feel the breeze, make the pardon, … Continue reading POEM | What lies beyond.
Floral prettiness Creates a stillness Awakens the senses Makes less senseless. All consuming The airs sweet perfuming Nature’s fresh smells This life fine-tuning. Branches gnarled Entwined and snarled Not unlike life’s defenses When we feel jarred. The sparkĀ precious Lovingly tenuous … Continue reading POEM | Floral Prettiness
Storms that clutter the mind Beat with the clock Like tic toc tic toc Ready to mock In waves, it’s a crime Through them we grind They shut down reason Come and go each season Holding us to treason Waiting … Continue reading POEM | Storms that clutter the mind
The life unspoken is one of me broken lost each day with all the words I try to say and I still can’t pray. The life unspoken its seems so token to be me just for another day … Continue reading POEM | The life unspoken.
As a result of sharing with mum information about the Writer’s Group I have started at work, she immediately leapt at the opportunity to start writing her own prose. While some of the words trouble me (and you too may … Continue reading A few poems from mum
My life has been about twos. Not the terrible twos; no, just the pairs who met twice and joined together, and the twins with the double take on life. The second guess was twofold, not bi-fold and cemented with as … Continue reading 50 | The second phase of life
Forever friends, forget me not.
You are my fortune.
We will fail together to learn. Continue reading Christmas December 2015 | The Dyslexic F Word
Laziness is not in my heart. Continue reading POEM | For my Caring colleagues
There is only one journey, this one journey that is mine. Continue reading Christmas December 2014 | There is only one journey, this one journey that is mine.
Like the spring blooms, the bees come out to play. Floating in the wind, the daisy enjoys its day. Turning face to the sun, there is time to say… What we hold so dear, do more than pray. GatherĀ yourĀ strength, roll … Continue reading Poem | There is time to say
Daisy chains on lazy spring days. Cartwheels and staying out of the rain. She who must be obeyed will say, “A cuddle, yes please. Splash at the beach, oooooh wee. Hot weather makes my day.” She goes to church … Continue reading Gwendoline turns 80
For when my heart sings
It feels I’m doing the right thing
For when my heart sings Continue reading POEM | For when my heart sings
Christmas with friends is no crime,
Grab a good tequila with a piece of lime. Continue reading Christmas December 2013 | Hereās a moment in time.
We can do sunsets, great lifestyles and yummy food. But we can’t sell our wine, we just drink it. We can do festivals, design logos and talk creative. But we can’t keep an economy, we just talk it. We can do playgrounds, live music and walking events. But we can’t manage our traffic, we just sink it. We can. But we can’t. Continue reading We can. But we can’t.
Walk a new way. Don’t forget to have a say. Everything leads to a new day. It’s gonna pay. Pray. Time for bed. All is said. Brain is fried. You just sighed. Like I tried. Cred. Truth. Dare. Bingo. Where … Continue reading Little thoughts from my week
crisp clean skies and wonderous eyes my world seems endless without the sighs foundations abound the children sound colours of night with day i have found true being still beside me overjoyed with wonder forever a day i look around … Continue reading Christmas December 2012 | To all my friends who are so dear
My heart is soaring, look who’s roaring as laughter fills the room. Sway my hips, inside tummy flips as things heat up over the moon. Give your face a lick, cause you’re my pick and daylight sets too soon. Continue reading POEM Ā¦ too happy for poems
you’ve been searching all your life, for that one yes you who will see through to the other side, and be true. they say there is someone for all, yet we fall stand tall we pick ourselves up over and … Continue reading POEM | But we know
To accept love in, you must greet the wounds of past pain. They must follow your side and be your future gain. To want freedom from respect there must be no strain. Love will come freely, float in full technicolor … Continue reading POEM | Unearthing Acceptance
A blue horizon caught by eye across clear waters travels further than you might dream. A yellow daffodil floating in the breeze captures a cheerful spirit with a certain ting. A red line is where we dare to cross and take those things. A green field as full of wildflowers as night can light a fire of passion. A grey day gives time of day for the poet to rejoice and smile and play with words. A violet touch in the wash of evening sparks a subtle tone for the way home. A black dress means business or evening to … Continue reading POEM Ā¦ a colourful day
why are broken hearts a pain to heal and why do they need to why do we focus on happiness more than fulfillment and why is that smile on your face not mine we live and breathe through a journey of ups and downs we seek and search and drive each other over and over and we long for something too far away for what is it that keeps us here for what is this thing growing and for what purpose are we following our right path and on the right journey are we even bothered if we’re not and … Continue reading POEM | words jumble out
Source: Uploaded by user via Diamond on Pinterest Friends far apart, but there for each other, in times of dark, and for a lark.Ā Each on their journey, for happiness, for a fresh start. Together they see it real, it’s not a big deal. They stay on track with purpose, and we let them focus. Continue reading POEM | My sunset friends
The vast flat planes For miles my eyes strain Part bare, but over there The terrain has grown again. A tractor dusts the horizon Wheat and sheep tended by the chosen Our farmers, driven by tradition From when time was once frozen. Brown tuffs of weed From floating drifts come the seeds Across further, some lavender grows The wild country no longer. A windmill stands great Lost from history, forgotten Wine turbines churn, our fate Its the horizon, dam straight. ps i saw a sheep do a wee, bent knee, next to tree, let him be. Continue reading POEM | Our overland journey
It’s funny looking into the eyes of my twin,Ā wondering where he would have been When all he does is stare with no blame, knowing and understanding from the frame My christmas will be as like every other year, in my heart always you are near Memories of our loved ones who fill the room, we will be back with you all too soon So for now and just a little while, perhaps I’ll rest my eyes and give you a smile. Love you always in my heart, we will never be apart. xxx Continue reading Christmas December 2011 | Merry Christmas Wade
the bells have chimedā¦ Continue reading Christmas December 2011 | Joy, harmony and love at christmas
Winter is gone, spring is here Yesterday it rains, today it shines Flowers are blooming, petals are bursting Daisy’s make chains, kids make laughter Let it bee. Continue reading Spring daisy chains
Do not believe in anything simply because you have heard it. Do not believe in anything simply because it is spoken and rumored by many. Do not believe in anything simply because it is found written in your religious books. Do not believe in anything merely on the authority of your teachers and elders. Do not believe in traditions because they have been handed down for many generations. But after observation and analysis, when you find that anything agrees with reason and is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all, then accept it and live up to … Continue reading inspire me / 3
“People are often unreasonable and self-centered. Forgive them anyway. If you are kind, people may accuse you of ulterior motives. Be kind anyway. If you are honest, people may cheat you. Be honest anyway. If you find happiness, people may be jealous. Be happy anyway. The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway. Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough. Give your best anyway. For you see, in the end, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway.” ā Mother Teresa Continue reading It’s between you and me…
beautiful like a ray of light inner peace will give you delight my daughter from day one a treasure as bright as the sun we will always have fun troubled past went so fast the pain that lingers wont last you are my daughter til day is done a mothers love, my number one and then some… we won over time you will explore watching your life expand i adore full flight will be an awesome sight the wings spread with light and soar… this poem could go on we could make a tune, a song take the world by … Continue reading to miss amburger…
Charlie-Helen Robinson 