Turbotim1961 Poetry (6)

The noise of the waves crashing on a beech
The sweet taste of fruit, the juice of a peach
A saxaphone playing, a noise to relax
These things I like, these things are my facts

The sun on holiday beating down on your back
A full day at work and you hit the sack
The kiss on the lips of the one you love
A deep prayer sent to the one up above

The heat of a fire after being in the snow
The warmth that you give to make someone else glow
For me the best thing that I could ever send
Is total unadulterated true love to a friend.

I will lie right here whilst you tickle my toes,
Prod me with instruments and shove things up my nose,
Wash me all over with cleanser, water and soap,
For me to object there is not a chance or a hope.

You can even have a go at turning me over and around,
Or changing my clothes in my own empty silent surround,
Putting up drips and bags, checking that all is well,
No matter what you do, for the moment I will not tell.

I know you understand that I am very much aware,
I can feel the warmth radiating from every smile or glare,
Everything you give and everything you do or say,
I shall always remember from now until the end of my day.

So when I recover and am walking through a crowd,
And feel or am touched without any sound,
It's the memories you all instilled in your own personal style,
So I am letting you know that whatever you do, it is all worthwhile.

I can barely see through the slits in the glass,
Beyond it are tubes and machinary all on mass,
The odd body here, the occasional person their,
Serving customers that are not even aware.

I feel all the heartache and sense very little joy,
Not sure inside how to feel, is all this just to annoy,
Admiration, please switch them on and make them sing,
For these customers its not working, they have no bell to ring.

Their are two halves to this particular game of life,
Both bringing on their own version of manic strife,
Love, devotion, caring and time, given each day,
But I assure you, no customer here ever wishes to stay.

Navy and light blue, white, green and red are all after no thanks,
Spending the hours in silence, a team without any ranks,
Everyone hoping for a gift to give and must achieve,
Which is the joy they recieve when a silent customer leaves.

The wheels of the mind move around and around
Like a ship on an ocean heading southward bound
The destination is set but the route unsure
As our minds first thoughts must be so pure.

We instill in our minds throughout our lives
The routes to travel like bees to their hives
But what we dont know is we set and distort
From a child to an adult we try to learn to sort

The lies and untruths that are said in our age
Are put their to try and protect like a cage
Parents truly beleive that they are doing their best
But it is later in life that we are put to the test.

For as we grow older and we duly find
No need for such rubbish thats stuffed in our mind
If we could only remember to sort out what we really need
Only then can we become a most peaceful breed.

The kiss on your lips is always their,
The glance from your eyes, that heartwarming stare,
The smile on your face is just what I need,
For I am the plant and you my plant feed.

The caress of your breast is like a drug to me,
The touch of your skin, like honey to the bee
Your hand on my back sends the shivers down my spine,
As my love for you is bound to incline.

The sound of your voice, like music in my ears,
Even when you are silly or sad with tears,
Your jovial mind fills my heart with delight,
And the whole of you fulfills my night.

I will fly through the air with my arms out wide.
Whilst I am waiting here they are by my side.
Do you think it is easy to jump from this height
When I am all alone and way out of sight.

I need to find courage and to make the final move.
For now at last I have something to prove.
I will just move to the edge very very slow
Who knows who cares I will give it a go.

My life so far has been full of trouble.
But I will show the world that I am strong, I won't fumble.
Nobody to tell me to hang on or to wait a bit.
My mind at last is focussed and I will never quit.

So I jump off the edge and race to the ground.
My arms are outstretched and my head spins around.
I know what you are thinking, that this is absurd.
It's not all that silly because I am only a baby bird.