EXRED Poetry (20)

DID 2019 end on a sad or happy note
All depends on your own life's luck

Did she play happy with your year?
Or played you down,
Or a mixture of both

Have you made promises to yourself?
for the new year ahead?
Or leaving it to destiny
or is it something you dread?

Life is like many doors,
or pages in a book,
all to be opened one by one
for the adventures to explore.

Lucky we are not hungry
Or live in a war torn country.

Lucky here at cs too.
To be able to speak our thoughts
All in poetry

I wish you all good luck
in this new year
and lots of hugs
from your own
EXRED xxxxxx

Heron still, watching
Rippling water hides dinner
Head dipped gotcha

Voices chattering in my garden
The soil and lawn have hardened

Flower petals had dropped down
Leaves have swirled all around

Veggie patch empty and bare
Caterpillars and grubs, nowhere

Anticipation is in the air
For what? I stand and stare

A peace reigns for this time
Waiting for white frosts to be kind

Fear gripped his heart
ripped it apart
His trembling limbs
had knowledge of his sins
Hanging was the game
Survival was plain
nonsense he knew
So right on que
he the last one
swung on the gibbet
until his bones and flesh rotted.

Sitting, waiting for the dawn to break
Blank my mind, for the days take

Turning yet another page in my year
I sit and calmly wait, and stare.

The suns rays I see just peeking
The heat of the day promised, leaking

How long should I sit in my peaceful state?
Before moving and joining my days fate

Life's daily adventure begins anew
So standing up, and right on que

I felt spots of rain upon my face
Laughing at this turn of pace

I run to get undercover
None of it was a bother

I take in my new day with relish
I vow nothing will make me perish

The diggers dug deep
Into the heap
That was once upon a time
An opencast
coal mine.

Pathways carved around
Two large mounds
And curved around the middle
It was a fiddle.

The sculpture now seen
of the
Northern
Earth women

A beautiful concept
To hide
The ugliness
Of open coal
Blasting

A-Autumn is saying goodbye to hot sunny sun

U-underneath a cold blast stands ready to come

T-thanks are due for this years weather

U-unbridled a beautiful time we had together

M-mother earth has blessed us this year

N-now to hold the memory dear

Days upon days the rain lashed down
Drowning my beautiful flowers crowns

The grasses have grown knee high
Seemingly trying to reach the sky's

Knowingly stepping out
I will feel the rains clout

The birds are hiding in the trees
Me, walking in puddles up to my knees

What more can I say
Will I be washed away?

Nope I have a big tin tray at the ready
And a paddle to keep me steady

An adventure, or pain in the ash
Splashing down again, sorry must dash

OH NO! the tray and paddle have gone astray
Down the street I see them sway

Wait! I yell you've set off too soon
I laugh now the rain is in a swoon

Well now to end my tale
I've bought a boat with a sail

It had me hooked its fair to say
No matter how tired, I was game to play

Blisters on my fingers and palms
Still I toiled without any qualms

The rewards you see were plenty
Sitting at times reading quietly

First weeks the shoots appeared
Then birds flew in as I'd feared

I had planted enough for them and me
My crops were pollinated by the bees

The birds swooped in, creating a din
Fighting, pecking each other, twas a sin


The greed I had never seen before
They were so full they couldn't fly anymore

But I'd put a net over my crop
The birds were full of seeds I'd dropped

I'd won for now and await the growth
The birds can have some there's enough for both

I spoke to a tree hugger yesterday
He wanted to know if we could step out today

I pondered and would like to have said yes
But it's rained all day, that's something we couldn't guese

I waited for a break in the clouds
Rain mac and boots on, I joined the crowds

It seems we had all waited for that break
Shopping, walking, or the days run around the lake

My tree hugger man was nowhere in sight
Maybe I had frightened him, and he took flight

Someone was walking alongside me
And yes that's right, it twas he

He had dived out in-between cloud bursts too
His steps matched mine and we heard the birds coo coo

So we found a thick tree to hug
He on one side, me on the other in a fug

Our arms encircled the tree trunk
And our fingers touched, and rings cluncked

So you see you can find someone a friend
In very strange places, no need to pretend

Just like me at this moment, waiting for the rain to stop
This daydreaming I must surely drop

Walking out one sunny day
Straight into a full blown storm

I opened the door of were my family dwells
Feeling the full almighty blast of angry yells

Oh boy I was spotted so could not retreat
So, sat still, mouth closed, which I thought was neat

I got that wrong too, as they all turned on me
Spitting angry words, getting it all out you see

Still stum, I got up to move to the door
They blocked my way accidentally knocking me to the floor

Now dam what a mess I was in
I had not a clue about all the din

Then it hit me like a force gail
I had not changed address for my business mail

There by the door a knee high pile
Were all my letters I had not filed

My business was going down the pan
For unanswered mail brought the reaper man

My family rightly upset, trying to cover for me
And where was I, on a shopping spree

All this realization made me very sad
Yes I had behaved very bad

Luckily for me, I awoke from this nightmare
Promising myself to be more family fair

I met a man in the middle of last year
At first glance I thought him rather queer.

But he hugged trees the same as me
That alone brought me to my knees

I blushed and said, sorry I'd tripped
Over the roots of a tree, my pants were ripped

Oh! He bent down to view the rip
My heart bumped , but then it dipped

He had this leer upon his lips
I felt my foot itching to kick

I turned, said goodbye, and waved
Scurried off to my hideaway cave

This year has gone a whole lot better
No queer men, but he wrote a letter

I screwed it up and breathed a sigh
Thank goodness this story was a poetic lie