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Melancholy

Greater discontent Richard never felt,

Than the bleakness I feel now.

The taught white face of winter longs to melt,

In the gentle arms of spring.

Long days of summer never cease,

And refuse the hour to sleep.

A twig snaps on the forest floor,

A startled deer looks up to see.

Sad is the comfort in this glass,

Which stands in front of me.

 

 

Edge of Life

I won’t come from the mountain,

While days they are still long.

I can’t come from the mountain,

Until my work is done.

I’ve still got my marbles,

But my balls are getting weak.

My eyes are somewhat hazy.

Thank God that I can speak.

If I am the first to leave,

I’m sorry for your loss.

Come now, let us walk a while.

Let’s walk until we’re lost.

Walk me to the edge of life.

Walk me to the brink.

And when it’s time for me to leave,

We’ll raise a glass and drink.

The road I trod was long

And never was it straight.

The life I’ve led is filled with love,

In a world that’s full of hate.

 

 

Heaven’s call

If I could recall one moment in time,

That was more vital and more passionate.

Tempests have smoothed sandstone and lime

And new tenants now in short and long relate.

Where once our passion burned with deep intent,

Now wrinkled and dimmed with furrowed brow.

All sweet and youthful features then are spent,

As time erodes them even faster now.

Though your sharp wit may not diminish,

Nor cast out the power of thought,

Your enduring mind may see no finish;

When all is done, time can’t be bought.

I would welcome now the heaven’s call

And rest my weary head on you, before I fall.

 

 

The Wrecking Machine

English: Protest against fossil fuels April
English: Protest against fossil fuels April (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It’s coming from all sides

But mainly from the right.

It’s cloaked in many guises,

In the shadows of the night.

It’s breaking up the Union,

It’ll soon break up the States.

It fears the enemy within,

At heart it’s full of hate.

It’s turned the truth upon its head

And placed a child upon the throne.

Cries wolf when it is challenged;

A massive rolling stone.

Watch how it cuts the funds,

Needed to save the world.

Boosting the use of fossil fuels,

It fracks the earth till all’s unfurled.

Watch, listen now, to the glaring truth.

It turns deaf ears when science cries,

As though it is mere whim,

And more discoveries then denies.

Filling government with corporate men

And then, dismantling regulations.

Fuelling avarice and greed,

It pockets billions in elation.

Consumed by thoughts of deeds so foul,

That even it can’t sleep at night.

Bent on destroying human life,

Well past the tipping point all right.

It plans to make the world one totalitarian state.

We’d better join together before it is too late.

Happy Birthday

Your birthday was a special day.

Your tiny body from this world did come.

Your mother smiled the pain away.

Your father shed a tear and some.

Each year another candle’s lit

In memory of that wondrous day.

With close friends you laugh and sit

And celebrate in many ways.

 As you grow the flame burns bright,

Then flickers in the winds of time.

Dimming in the fading light;

Sweet memories flashing through your mind.

So you don’t forget when you were born

Cakes get bigger one by one.

More candles the globe to warm

Till one day the fire is gone.

Life is short, the days are long

But you dear friend are going strong.

I’ll see you soon; till then so long.

But now please listen to this song.

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