THE SKEPTICS KADDISH...W3 prompt # 209...Friday Writings # 225..POETS and STORYTELLERS UNITED

i want to return to that time

in my life and never leave

no tele no scammers

no computer no mobile
was happy then
less complicated
less frantic
people were nicer

gentler

more time for each other

you were a big part of it

ours was a

a kathleen ferrier world
and i threw it all away
in search of adventure

being cool in 
a brave new world
bedazzled by reading  too many books
intent on becoming an interesting person

escaping from

what i learnt too late was

magnificent mundanity

WHAT"S GOING ON?

TOBY
MY ONE AND ONLY DOG

toby the big black labrador
was special
a baby sitter
a clown
a play mate
who spent a lot of time
wearing an indian head dress
playing cowboy and indians
in a teepee with kids
a  good guard dog as well
everyone loved him
except the corner shop owner
who used to  place  a can of dog food
on top of the newpapers
to keep them from blowing away
our smart toby  knew the contents of that can 
they chased him
but could never catch him
people use to laughingly cheer him on
shouting" Go Toby"
he was a sort of celebrity

and then came the day

because of a change in circumstances
went to live overseas
we had to give him away
to another family 

and so time passed

we returned after a couple of years to the same address
and one day he arrived on our doorstep 
he had walked for miles to find us
to come home.

my heart broke
when we had to return him
could never  replace him
never did

https//newwhatsgoingon.blogspot.com

 

TANKA TUESDAY # no 62

 Romare Bearden . Calm Sea. 1987

not a 
calm sea at all
that chick is not wearing
any clothes seagulls are going
beserk

Whats Going On....Sumana's Prompt ...when nature takes your breath away

The Moreton Bay Fig Tree
we are looking at magnificence
the  moment when nature takes your breath away
These ancient trees hundred of years old
have witnessed the barbarism of humanity
ANZAC DAY

is celebrated this weekend in Australia
LEST WE FORGET

it lasts forever 
when horror takes your breath away
when heritage magnificent trees were murdered on Anzac Parade Sydney in 2016
by a SCUM government
to make way for  light rail transport


MOURNING century old fig trees

Protesters to wear black every night as Anzac Pd fig trees are cut down

W3 Prompt..#.208...the Skeptics Kaddish... + FRIDAY WRITINGS # 224... POETS and STORYTELLERS UNITED

she loved tino's voice
an old fashion choice

recipe for a happy life
get yourself a good french wife
my memere was one
she had lots of fun
grandpa was lucky
he thought she was great
the food she served him
he ate and ate
she taught me how to make
mayonnaise
long before it became a craze
she knew about things 
like creaming elbows
having nice skin and massaging toes
she dabbed grandpas temples
with eau de cologne
something he liked that made him moan
she sang tino rossi songs to her canary
that sweet  little  yellow bird 
flitting round like a fairy
i miss them both so very much
life's not the same without their touch

TANKA TUESDAY # 61

we all fought so hard
we've still a long way to go
we shall overcome
the song we sang in those days
still remember  all the words

we are oldies  now
it's up to the younger ones
to keep it going
they must not yield to tyrants
fight on fight for our freedom

 https://youtube.com/shorts/3tvJnbFuowU?si=4snVUrHkJ_h9w7vwh

FRIDAY WRITINGS # 233...POETS AND STORY TELLERS UNITED

 

you may well ask

everything's ambiguous
in this bleak not so brave
new world
get use to it or run and hide
and hopefully you'll find
 the owl and the pussy cat
they're just fine
in the land where the bong tree grows
with curly locks  curly locks
relent and be mine
she does not wash dishes nor yet feed the swine
best not ever look behind
lot's wife did and you will find
a pillar of salt so ruinous to health
sprinkled with orange flecked detritus
rotting in wealth
a pervasive presidential stench
wreaking havoc and destruction
on the earth
an evil creature of no worth

.

WHAT"S GOING ON

 YESTERDAY

all our troubles seemsd so faraway
fun times
a safer time
lots of adventures
life more managable
more opportunities
new found freedom for the gels
we had the best of it

TODAY

a different story
a dangerous world
wars amd strife
life expensive
out of control
the rich get richer
the poor get poorer
crime and terrorist acts
we never had before
down under

age and its heavy burden
finally catches up
two old debilitated crocs now
out of touch
fading fast
grateful

for food shelter and the basics
grateful
for a good climate
grateful
for the best art show in town (nature}
grateful 
for  page connection with like minded souls (poets)
grateful
for the kindness of angels (strangers)

TOMORROW

no one knows
with mr maniac
running the show
the future doesn't look good
finding and meeting mr man on the moon
is not a solution

https://newwhatsgoingon.blogspot.com

W3 Prompt # 207....THE SKEPTICS KADDISH

POEM 1

to be 

or not to be

a very good question
with psycho loony toons running
the show

when sorrows come
they come not as single spies
but in battalions
with a mad man
at the helm

he hurls the slings and arrows
of outrageous fortune at his
imagained enemies
with sweat and grunt

whilst shuffling to his favourite tune
YMCA
entertaining his sycophants

forever the B grade game show host

he will wear the smirk 

on the other side of his face
when he shuffles off this mortal coil
facing the celestial choir

POEM 2

 BUTTERFLY CINQUAIN

Unrequieted Love

one way 
love is painful
like hugging a cactus
it's either a two way trip or
no way
she wont

compare thee to a summers day
been done better before
by someone more
gifted

TANKA TUESDAY # 60...TRICUBE

 

a time past
train travel
they dressed well

both wore hats
he bought her
lovely flowers

what's not changed
he reads the
newspaper

she could use
a cellphone
right now

the reason
perhaps they were
invented

we can't lunch
without them
nowadays

MLMM MONDAY WORDLE # 472

 

party share cold crisp fried clock hand brown warm safe enough hard

enough of these 
cold  crisp fried
burnt brown thoughts
this is a hard time 

if only
she could turn back
the hands of the clock
sharing warm
fun party times

a safe time

Tanka Tuesday # 59...Onomatopoeia

CINQUAIN

sparkles
bubbles fizzle
explosion from the can
glug glug gurgle drink the soda
burp belch

What's Going On....THIS POEM + W3 Prompt # 206 The Skeptics Kaddish...A PAEAN

 https:newwhatsgoin.blogspot.com

https://theskepticskaddish.com

this poem
is a testament to a creative person
who has made magic with very little space 
who loves beauty and nature
who resolves to make the best of
whatever little she has
believing
quality is better than quantity
believing
not everything worthwhile can be bought
believing
imagination is the key 
to everywhere
to everything

he thought so too
logic will take you from a to b
imagination will take you everywhere

the mona lisa is priceless

so is this

beauty in a messy ktichen

MLMM MONDAY WORDLE # 471 + FRIDAY WRITINGS # 222 POETS AND STORY TELLERS UNITED

 

A LEGACY OF LOVE

hearing from him
always makes her smile
the air thick with blush pink nostalgia

the very thought of giving him a silver tray
wrapped in gold foil tied with a sash
as an easter present
was a hollow expression of her love
gift him  beethoven instead 
more powerful than words
a remedy for all ailments
as he would say

MLMM MONDAY WORDLE # 471
hollow thought smile tray gold gift nostalgia blush foil sash present thick

FRIDAY WRITINGS # 221 POET and STORYTELLERS UNITED

GOOD FRIDAY

april is
the cruellest month
in TS Eliot's
wasteland

the crucifixion
of Our Lord
2000 years ago
was certainly cruel
a high price paid
for our salvation

always remembered
this momentous event
of sadness and tears of grief
is observed religiously
in spring time
lilac time
by  christians living
in the northern hemisphere

the weather being more befitting
down under
where the leaves are turning brown
in nature's sad season of our autumn

 

 

In tears of grief, dear Lord, we leave Thee, Hearts cry to Thee, O Saviour dear, Lie Thou softly, softly here. Rest Thy worn and bruised Body, At Thy grave, O Jesu blest. May the sinner, worn with weeping, Comfort find in Thy dear keeping, And the weary soul find rest. Sleep in peace, Sleep Thou in the Father's
breast

   

What"s Going On.....

 What's Going On?
Truth?

no way
the world is  ailing
while the demon
spouts and thrives on lies
a  pestilence perpetrated
by the bible wielding blow fly
making sacrilegious claims
to Christianity
for political purposes
for storing up riches
wreaking suffering and havoc
on the world

evil will not last
the gates of mar a lago
will not prevail against us

W3 PROMPT # 205...THE SKEPTIC"S KADDISH

 TANKA

beneath the surface
of extreme arrogance lies
a deranged nut case
causing death and destruction
to satisfy his ego

how can this happen
they should  teach history in schools
they've been here before
wreaking havoc and mayhem
weak men cowards with issues

stop dreaming bozo
you cannot make it happen
the bible says so
you're in for a big surprise
no way out even for you

TANKA TUESDAY # 58....FOOLS ABOUND

fools abound alright
even his hair takes refuge
a dangerous time
he puts the world in peril
we suffer because of him