Wednesday, 30 March 2016

Watery graves


Watery graves

Is it really necessary
To name 
A hurricane?
I don't think people
Give a toss!
They all do the same
Causing much damage
And loss.
Who cares if it's Desmond,
Jake, Imogen or Kate!
Just look at the state
As Britain now
Is not so great;
Bruised and battered
The tropical waves
Of the Atlantic;
Our Island so tattered.
Our treasured belongings
In watery graves.

Copyright Linda Lawrence
30th March 2016

Saturday, 19 March 2016

Scot free

What is it about my little black car?
You've hit and run and left deep scars.
It's not the fact you've left your mark
While it sat there safe and nicely parked.

Paintwork scratched and scratched my head
Wish I'd stayed at home in bed!
You did it right behind my back,
I didn't hear the noise of thwack.

You've hurt my feelings and the metal,
I went home, cried, put on the kettle.
You hit me hard, it went quite deep;
You ignored the clean and good upkeep.

I hope your bill is bigger than mine
And hope there isn't a next time.
Perhaps you'll notice the bay's white lines!
But worst of all, you have no spine.

You did much more than your shopping
Didn't you even think of stopping?
To own up and apologise;
You shouldn't be allowed to drive!

Like another you've got away scot free -
Didn't you stop to think of me?
Alone and felt so damn frustrated
And left me feeling violated.

You could've said it wasn't meant
Anyone can have an accident!
My pride is hurt more than my wheels,
I wish you knew how you've made me feel.

19th March 2016

Wednesday, 16 March 2016

Just go away

Just go away

So even after many years
My thyroid's reducing me to tears.
There are many times I cannot 'go'
My path of thinking is so slow.
The foggy moments full of mist;
The many symptoms I could list!
Palpitations frighten me at night,
My heart beat never feels quite right.
Hair, nails and skin so brittle and dry.
After all this time am asking why?
A battle to get the balance level
It takes so long, it's been a devil.
As too much hormone runs through my veins
It seems my health has been in vain.
Another blood test earlier today,
I wish the problem would just go away.


16th March 2016

Friday, 11 March 2016

In a heartbeat

In a heartbeat

Amazing what I have accrued
Between the tank and the screws;
Hours on end going through -
You've got to see my point of view!

I really felt so hard pressed
To chuck away that little dress,
Had it for years, I must confess!
Lucky and I feel so blessed.

That pretty dress, the girl so sweet;
Years gone by in a heartbeat.
The woman now, still so petite,
The clothes she wears, so very neat.

The little Thomas shoes he wore
Kept safe for years in a drawer!
Now he shops in a men’s' store;
That now tall man that I adore.

To hold on to that little pram
Have that little boy as long as I can!
From house to house in traffic jam
It weighed so many kilograms!

A Thomas bag for p.e.,
He must have been just only three.
He used it for the beach and sea
Then stored it away so carefully.

For each and every new milestone,
Marvelled at how much they've grown.
Their baby teeth I can't disown
Unless I had a heart of stone.

Her first shoes just some of many,
Must of cost a pretty penny!
She must now own over twenty
Young at heart, so very trendy.

Cards from birth to present day,
Some special people passed away.
Stored safely and they're here to stay
And every day's a Mother's day.

It's been busy and traumatic
To get rid of toys made of plastic
Sometimes manic and problematic
To part with things in the attic.

Copyright Linda Lawrence

9th March 2016

Thursday, 3 March 2016

Convenience

Convenience

So now we have a loo
And a shower too!
And feel so free
To get about
During the night without
Treading on the cat,
Slipping on the doormat,
Or stub my toe
While walking slow.
And not to chose,
To nurse a bruise
From our chest of drawers
(That became a chore)
And had my share
Bashing into chairs,
Or climb steep stairs
And taken unaware
Of biting gnats.
And I did twitch,
Fumbling for light switch
In the black and cold
Not feeling so bold.
Now an urge to go is
Not such a blow!
There's instant light
Without a fight!
I did deplore
Walking on a cold kitchen floor.
It’s good to have
An upstairs lav -
It was so overdue!
Why didn't we have a loo
Upstairs before?

Inspired by Sue Bass

Copyright
Linda Lawrence
2nd March 2016