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Once upon a time some poets would gather
And write poems of their choice
It was beautiful and lovely
It allowed each poet to have a voice

Comments made on those poems
Were lovely to read and digest
The comments inspired the poets
And gave them a feeling of being blessed

To all those poets I wish to say
It was great to have your work read
May your lives be blessed evermore
Thank you for what we have shared

And now, all you dearest poets
You can look back at those days
They were all so wonderful and happy
Oh yes, those were the days

La-la-la-da-da-da
La-la-la-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da

Marion returns
from the kitchen
coveting glasses
1962 is passing
Chevy in the rain

I fan the magazine
feign interest in the television
Marion pours deliberately
a sordid vintage
Floyd Patterson

Marilyn was a tragedy
Marion eyes me for reaction
I shift slowly
with suburban malaise
missiles for Cuba

Love, love me do
Marion hums
this year I'll grow my hair
escape the city
Glenn in orbit

Our eyes met;
Melded together.
Then I blushed.

A moment, captured in time.

She has lines of worry and stress,
Her eyes clouded and sad.

And yet, in that moment so many years ago, the lines were of laughter and her eyes sparkled with hope, looking at the beautiful baby in her arms.

A moment, forever printed for the world to see.

His eyes show the sorrows of being alone, his hands show how hard he worked.

And yet, in that moment in print, His eyes hold the pride of being a dad, his strong arms and hands hold his son high with joy.

How precious is that moment in time, when we no longer have the subject, but only get to hold the print.

Remember to live, love, laugh and take a photo.

Billie Eilish won five grammies this year, best new artist was one of them
Sam Smith, Fun, Adele, Amy Winehouse, Alicia Keys, Arrested Development
Mariah Carey, Bruce Hornsby and the Range, Sade, Cyndi Lauper,
Culture Club, Men at Work, Sheena Easton, and Christopher Cross
Were the other best new artists during my purchasing of music
Which started in 1983
I saved for a long time as money was scarce
I tried to get as many hits on each record
I think by getting music for free has killed a lot of good music from being made
I don't know if we will ever see the explosion of good music from the 80's
A good song back then meant you could be rich
Sting made over one million just off of Every Breathe You Take
Record sales were a major part of earnings back then
Now it is live performances

Just as I ponder on my thoughts
I feel uneasy to comprehend
For life itself is a struggle
People say only the fittest will survive
Am I one of the fittest?
Have I been the cause for someone or something to lose the chance
To survive in this world
To sustain myself?

Just thinking of it makes
My bowels turn n churn
Oh I feel so uneasy
It's really difficult to comprehend
As life means all things
Great and small, birds and fish
Fowls and bulls and goats
Oh the list goes on and on.

Now i'm getting old and grey
I think back to yesteryears day
Cricket I watched and wanted to play
I started as scorer one day in May

Allowed to practice with the older chaps
Might even play one day perhaps
Second team were a player short
Faced the bowling out caught

Trudge back to the pavilion not much luck
Could have been worse it wasn't a duck
Picked at last for the first team to play
Arrived at the ground its raining to my dismay

Next match I opened the batting
Scored some runs while playing on matting
I didn't like all that time in the field
I preferred the pads on bat to wield

I tried fast bowling was not to be
Innings complete off in for tea
Cucumber sandwiches and scones for me
All washed down with a mug of rosie lee

Resume play after the Break
Other team attempting our score to make
Losing wickets at a fair old rate
Last one out the games on a plate

After the game a drink in the inn
Winners and losers friends again
Waiting for the next practice day
Sort the mistakes we made in the play

Those summers have now past
Just memories now gone so fast
Wishing I could play and how
All I can do is watch the game now

There are days when you cry
though not a single tear
does not run down the cheek.
There are words
that are born in bitterness,
though they will never be said.
There are moments
of great loneliness
although it is full of people.
There are cloudy days,
full of rain
and one would like
to sink into their streams.
There is a time
when you want to find yourself
but don't know where to look.

Chrysalis
never thinks of herself as a beauty
but she knows that
what will become
inevitable.
She's waiting
until the right time comes
pupation time.
Chrysalis
will never impress with its appearance
no one will look
at her any longer
poets will not write about her.
She's waiting.
Metamorphoses
are an element of existence.

Don't shed your tears for the one
who doesn't deserve it because
the one who deserves it won't make you cry.