In our wisdom

In our wisdom

One day we may lose our teeth

All of them one by one.

It would be a huge relief

To just be left with some gums.

No flossing, or glossing,

No braces or toothpaste.

No dentist, hygienist

To say ‘they’re not the cleanest’!

No molars, incisors

Or toothbrush with mint;

Wisdoms' don’t make you wiser

Dentists just leave you skint!

No filings or drillings

Or extracts or tooth cracks

No invoice for billing.

It’s expensive - a fact.

No whitening, that’s frightening,

Oral surgery for cavities.

Your mouth now widening;

Will be over soon thankfully.

No crowns, nor frowns -

Decay’s bad today.

No plaque breakdowns

There’s no getting away.

After all that care, you despair

We’ll lose them anyway!

It’s got us all nowhere!

And you'll still have to pay!

Copyright Linda Lawrence

In a strange mood one autumnal evening 2019

Let's talk!

Let’s talk!

We need to talk

We need to touch base!

Have a good squawk

We need face to face.

We need a good chat

And want to catch up.

Not this WhatApp crap!

Am getting mixed up!

I don’t want to Skype

It’s like reality TV!

Don’t want to gripe -

Just want PC free!

And while the emojis

Are very amusing,

Some look like banshees

And somewhat confusing!

We need to speak

And tattle and babble

Over a glass or two

And a game of scrabble!

We need to chatter

Confab and converse;

Sit here and natter

Even if it’s perverse...

Is that you with an email?

This can be so unforgiving!

Or did you send a thumbnail

In fact, are you still living!

So let’s get together

Conversations’ got poor,

Just send me a text-

You only live next door!

Copyright Linda Lawrence

14^th October 2019

Get away from it all!

Get away from it all!

We’ve got to the stage and at our age,

Holidays for us are all the rage!

Either Newlywed or nearly dead,

It’s something we don’t want to disengage!

We just need a rest after a break

Gone is the zest, left is a headache

We need to sweat again on the internet

Get the best deal near the beach we fret.

Found the hotel but not the flight

Away from the cold in hot Fahrenheit!

It’s beginning to prove so elusive

To find something good that’s all inclusive!

No working cooking, or any housework,

Wanting to be spoilt somewhere with perks

Read through a book just for a change

A new experience to book and arrange.

Just look at this, only three room’s leftover,

A place in the sun while we fly over Dover!

Some films to view or Out of the blue;

And to the urge to sleep just takes over.

Got to the stage, where we love holidays!

Used to jet lag and flight delays.

Sleep in the sun, nocturnal fun,

At our age, we’ve only just begun!

Ticking things off on the bucket list

And think fuck it let’s just get pissed!

At our age, we really don’t care

As long as it’s hot and we’ll eventually get there.

But always a dread, is our stack of meds

We can be at times at loggerheads!

Just keep them by and kept in a sack-

It’ll save time when we have to pack.

Get away from it all, when we’ve just got home,

No time to waste, browse through Google chrome.

Get away from it all, book the next holiday

And let the salty blue sea blow the cobwebs away.

Dive deep below and don’t look back -

Meet a huge fish, have a panic attack!

Or up in the mountains on the longest zip wire

A long way below couldn’t get any higher.

 

At our age we need to do what we can

And eat that funny cake in Amsterdam!

The mortgage is paid, can’t comprehend it

Got some money spare and just want to spend it

Copyright Linda Lawrence

12^th September 2019

Salami!

One for Sue.... Salami

Salami for my breakfast

Salami for my tea!

I think there is a packet

In the fridge

That’s just for me!

Salami on my list,

Every time I shop!

Salami for my brunch

Tastes so good

I cannot stop!

Salami is the best

There’s some in which

I’m saving

I must buy extra

For the weekend

It satisfies my craving!

Alone

Gave to Dave Richie for a song

Alone

You may be in a relationship but very much alone.

You may be offered some support but always on your own.

Wondering why you feel so ill with everything that’s fraught.

You go to bed so early with nothing but your thoughts.

Fed up with constant battles and the point you’re trying to make.
Tired of trying to prove you’re right till your heart begins to ache.

Doing everything yourself and unable to communicate

And even problems that are simple it leaves you in a state.

You ask the same old question and to the depth of your soul

Wonder why you are here to act out the same old role.

Struggling once more and yet time and time again

Its déjà vu and the answer to you is like a closed chain.

Once in a blue moon you need the benefit of the doubt

Instead of keep arguing, repeating, going over and to shout!
So exhausted you’ve become almost to the point of no return,
To ask for a little understanding but once again you’re spurned.

Chorus: Rejected dejected just want to be respected,

     Want your strong shoulders and need to be protected.

You want a magic wand to wave and to cast a spell

Go back to the time when you both got on so well

All you want to do now is hide right in your shell

Now how it feels when we argue, you want me to go to hell

You try to help and aide all the minor problems that you get

But always feel rejected and just get more and more upset.

It isn’t worth the time you’ve taken to try and work things through

Nobody’s dying, it’s just me crying and it’s all because of you.

Copyright Linda Lawrence

24^th July2019

Lads' holiday

Lads' holiday

Eat me eggs and bacon
Wash it down with beer
At the airport, down another -
This is why I'm here!

Am here with all the lads -
We're having a holiday!
Somewhere warmer than here
Hope there's no delays.

Had another pint
While watching information.
Cannot properly focus
Cannot read location.

Not sure where I'm going,
Not sure if I've been!
Feels like I'm going to puke,
Looking a bit green.

Guts now completely empty;
Bought a book to read;
Don't intend to read it -
Didn't really need it.

Plenty of sex on the beach;
Another coctail or three
In a hotel with a 2-star rating
That's a mile or so from the sea.

I've been drinking since sunrise
Keeping up with all my mates
Following what they do
Watching them demonstrate!

Turning all nocturnal
Lie in bed all day
Sleep off my hangover
For the disco near the quay.

Chat up all the birds
Feeling a bit pissed!
Chuck up up in the loo
Even though I've just been kissed.

Far away from home
Soaking up the sun;
Never feeling quite myself
Even though it's fun.

But as I board the plane
The crew took me aside
The've barred me from flying
Couldn't walk in a straight line....

21st June 2019
Copyright Linda Lawrence

We share their land

We share their land

Everything is different
from flowers to Bees,
to Mango trees ,
the air we breathe,
Yellow, orange Butterflies
that grace the beach,
eating off a putrid Peach.
Out of reach
the wildlife screech.
And of the Seabirds
in the air
in the sea
the coloured fish,
I stare.
A quiet nature trail;
the Monkeys' swing
from their tails.
And in the wild
a crocodile
to make me smile!
(And very nervous
for a while!)
Coloured birds
sing a perfect tune;
back to front moon .
And almost soon
the rainy monsoon.
The sea is calm,
the sea is clear;
the trees of palm.
People full of charm!
Breezy and warm
despite a storm.
And of nocturnal creatures-
we'll be awake tonight
in hot Fahrenheit.
And to our delight
the creatures in the sand
crustaceans, reptiles, rodents
feed from our hands
and a reminder
that we share their land.

Copyright Linda Lawrence
14th June 2019