I went to Vegas a year ago and gambled all day through I lose a million bucks and had to sing the blues. their was no clock on the wall. to tell the time come true but the manager seen me cry and asked what could he do..i said I needed cab fare a hundred bucks or more . he handed me a travelers check then thru me out the door
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Posted: May 2018
About this poem:
I wrote this over40 years ago its what happens to people that love the easy money
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When I compare, home to here
It's a skyline, I remember clear
UK's grey, not a clear blue sky
Australia-New Zealand's, both wide 'n' high
Open and blue, takes breath away
Ask of differences, and I'll say
We have dreary, on mid-winter-days
Yet thinking of homelands, I see only grey
On one front, something wins hands down
The coast and it's seagulls, I'll never frown
With fresh salty calls, something I miss
Sting of salt on skin, as lips it'll kiss
Lifeboats to pebbles, seaweed too
Hustle-bustle, with smell leaving clue
People and laughter, roar of the sea
Deckchairs and colour, eyes will see
Down-under beaches, at peace if compared
No day trippers or coaches, and never a fair
One thing you learn, you have to cope
Family-friends left behind, not lost you hope
Bonds can be broken, once you had
Dreams shared, can make you sad
Contacts made fade, new life made
New country-foundations, gradually laid
Comes a time, when on feet stand
Memories in both, people and far land
Belonging to neither, you must let go
Seeds grew, those ones you did sow
Time can heal, can also bring loss
Memories to the wind, you may toss
Yet the stirring inside, will never die
Gradually settled, and no longer cry
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Posted: Apr 2018
About this poem:
As we age, we seem to have feet in two homelands.....and anyone who has relocated, understands the difficulties.......as well as obvious benefits......
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she gives her hands to the fire
a slow entwining of fingers and flame
so almost real
confounds the eye
lids flicker
mind's eye licked open
by images that flex and leap
around the hearth crouch memories
who've come in from the cold
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Posted: Apr 2018
About this poem:
Inspired by the flames...:-)
I decided to omit punctuation this time, as I noticed that so doing sometimes makes the boundaries between one sentence and the next seem ambiguous, as though the sentences are lapping at each other, like flames. Although, the fact that I have to explain that probably means it's a bit of a nonsense idea!
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What is old?
She still sings songs of a young heart and soul,
What is old?
Is it when you stop searching for love?
Is it when you stop wishing on the stars above?
She's still a warm flame in the winter cold,
What is old?
She still wants to dance around the room
She still wants to steal a kiss under the moon
And she still wants someone to love and to hold,
What is old?
She still believes In fairy tales told
She still searches for the heart of gold
Her heart is still young and brave and bold,
She lives on life's center stage.
She sings songs of a young heart and soul
She laughs about her age,
And says what is old?
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Posted: Mar 2018
About this poem:
I wrote this a few years ago
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Summer afternoon, scenery surrounds
Sunshine highlights, nature's sounds
Air stirred by breeze, waves trees
Feeling of happiness, one feels free
No normal chores, a day to relax
Picnic not troubles, carefully packed
Laughter escapes, floats on air
Children playing, joy's they share
Stream meanders, breaks scene
Open spaces, glistening green
From blue sky above, sun shines
Reminds us, of this special time
Enjoy every moment, of life
Know sadness, brings strife
Summer must fade, air cools
Memories remain, winter calls
Life can't be guaranteed, we must
Grasp every moment, hope 'n trust
Happiness a gift, we shelter within
Memories so special, we can cling
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Posted: Mar 2018
About this poem:
as we in NZ leave summer, though weather is still hot and humid, we wait the winter when we can revisit memories stored.....
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If I could change the seasons or the colours of the world.
I would use that power to light your way, and watch your road unfurl.
If I changed direction of the hands upon the clock,
I would let them spin us back in time and at our meeting they would stop.
I'd change the words I said that day to truth instead of lies.
I'd tell you that I love and loved what I see in your eyes.
and if i had that chance again to hold you on that day.
Id never let you go again and watch you walk away.
And that would change my future sky's to blue instead of grey.
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Posted: Jan 2018
About this poem:
Things to change if things could be changed.
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online today!
I feel so alone
My heart has turned to stone
I’m so cold
I can’t get warm
My eyes are glazed
All the tears I’ve shed
I sometimes feel so dead
My head hurts
My lips move
Never making a sound
As I fall to the ground
I ask myself what can I do
As I sit here feeling blue
My heart is broke
Everything has come undone
I can no longer see the sun
All I see is darkness
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Posted: Jan 2018
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I went to my first Chuck E Cheese
I went to my first two Milwaukee Brewers games
I got my first dental implants
I got my first mp3 player in my car
Donald Trump became our president
North Korea shot off some rockets
Many s*xual assault allegations on celebs
Many shot and killed in Las Vegas
Opioids epidemic takes many lives
Hurricanes hit Texas and Puerto Rico
Solar eclipse across the US
Charlottesville violence
NFL players taking a knee
We lost Mary Tyler Moore, Chuck Berry, Don Rickles
Roger Moore, Adam West, George A. Romero, Glenn Campbell
Jerry Lewis, Hugh Hefner, Tom Petty, Fats Domino
And David Cassidy
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Posted: Dec 2017
About this poem:
2017 is almost done, just today and this weekend left
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Another year of starving mouths
With not enough to eat
Another year in tatty clothes
And nothing on their feet
Another year of homelessness
And deaths upon our streets
Another year of promises
Our leaders failed to keep
Another year of losses
Of our friends and family
Another year of knowing
Even gone, they're still with me
Another year, we watched it pass
With memories good and bad
Another year with debts and bills
And also fun we had
Another year we're glad is gone
A new one starts today
Another year with promise
Let's all try enjoy each day
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Posted: Jan 2018
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The year's that have passed hold fond memories, adventure, joy, and heartache
But my ship ain't come in yet, and of this gift of life I'm going too fully partake
Season's have come and gone, like mirages, leaving nary a solitary clue
But my ship ain't come in yet, and there's plenty of thing's left that I need to do
All night the wind blew, gusting, it shook my house on it's frame
But my ship ain't come in yet, and no two day's are ever the same
Shades of gray streak my hair, when the weather changes my joints often ache
But my ship ain't come in yet, and I'm confident my life is still mine too make
My dog Sam, his ship docked yesterday, and believe me it was almighty hard
But my ship ain't come in yet, and I buried him in his favorite spot in the backyard
Its been a voyage of life I've enjoyed too the fullest, I'd surely take it once more
But my ship ain't come in yet, and until it does I'll carry on, just as before.
I see the currents of time marching swiftly, like waves pushed by a mighty wind
But my ship ain't come in yet, and I'm anxious too see places I've never been
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Posted: Dec 2017
About this poem:
This is another poem inspired by my Uncle, even up until his death he often spoke of approaching death as a ship.
Although he never spoke of it others in the family hinted that memories of a voyage aboard a slave ship was at it's
root. I only know that he could not read nor write, was of undetermined age, and was one of the most amazing, unusual, and influential people I've ever known.
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