Battleground

 

Battleground

 

Where are the attendants

To take our money,

Check our tickets,

So dependent!

A quick check in

Seeing how long we've been?

 

The pay and display

From yesterday

Where we shared the fee

With another person

Like me!

 

Look at how long we stayed,

But now today

Getting very techy

Now it's all gone techie

The car park now a battleground

And I've found

Trying to Remember the car plate

Gets me in a state!

 

And the metal thing

Don't take cash

Come up in a rash

And in a hurried dash.

But in a flash

My credit is debit.

Feeling decrepit.

 

And this metal of tech

Has no respect!

Got five minutes - 

That's the limit,

Have to sprint

To find the car

Wherever it is!

And the mean machine

Is out of print

No confirmation 

Just so much frustration!

 

Copyright Linda Lawrence

23/01/2025

 

 

Not gone anywhere

Not gone anywhere

 

My only son 

He's moved away

but not too far

With pretty lady

You have each others' hearts.

You have my heart

I have your room,

Your washing!

And while I have your shirts

To iron, I revert

To the younger years

Consumed!

Now a man

With such a music gift

A caring nature, funny

(And awkward work shifts)

Getting better with money!

And as he pulls up in his car

To pick up his pa

I know he's not gone very far

Love to see his smiling face

And smile when I see

He's left a trace;

Cooked bacon smell

A used glass tumbler

Shower water on the floor

(Never a chore)

Towels moist

The sound of his voice

And my pride swells!

His longed-for visits

Shoes! Socks! Underwear!

everywhere!

His trousers hang up

So grown up

A part of him is still here

and not gone anywhere 

For Joseph 

24/01/2025

A cup of kindness

 A cup of kindness

 

Another year gone; another year gone by,

Wonder how the days seem to fly so quickly by.

The decorations and tree now taken down,

A brand new date begins but not without a frown

 

There was so much dust to clean up and settle,

Like the debris in war zones, concrete and mangled metal.

Room looks like a battle zone needs some resembling

Frightened men and women crying out and trembling.

 

Our many thoughts turn to the last few years,

Celebrations finished, drunk all our wine and beer.

While madmen and despots just want to be killing,

Wish it would come to a halt, with God willing.

 

Baubles, bells and tinsel back in their Christmas box.

Wanting Spring to arrive after the winter equinox.

A cactus plant in the place of the pretty Christmas tree

But what will the following months mean to you and me?

 

The fireworks were lit and burnt down in the night

And back to thinking about these non sensical fights.

Cheering Auld Lang Syne the song that’s sung worldwide,

A cup of kindness, all we need - or tensions will collide

 

Back to normal life and work, back to our reality

Wish we had a magic wand with a sense to foresee.

Lives in the hands of unstable leaders and politicians,

The rulers, the corrupters, with bent trade off conditions

As we link our arms, kiss strangers, singing New Year joy,

Wrap your arms around the world and please do not destroy

A treaty and love are overdue, to live our lives in peace,

A wish so deep, around the globe, all these wars must cease.

 

Copyright Linda Lawrence

 

01/01/2025