Amazing how
arrogant most
religious people are,
thinking their strong,
unfounded, belief
in an imaginary
being, demands that
they control the lives
of everyone else, and
kill any who disagree.
Category: poetry
Relative values
I try to save
the lives of ants
and beetles and
butterflies; frogs and lizards
and turtles and birds;
and sheep and mice
and kangaroos,
when I can.
Oh and people
too, if needed.
Moments in time
One moment
you’re secure in the
cocoon of youth:
no ailments, at home
in your body, watching
time pass so slowly,
seeing old people
as another species,
knowing you will
never change.
The next moment
you’re not.
I think not
Why would anyone
build a house
on top of a hill?
Well, yes, no
flooding, not much
frost, good drainage,
little fog. But, seriously,
does all that make up
for the constant wind?
Curses
More frightening
hot weather is
on its way.
All you can do
is hunker down,
wait it out,
hope for the best,
fear the worst.
And send a curse
at those who have
stopped all action
to prevent climate
change.
The tolling bell
I had a friend
who didn’t make
it to twenty.
Another never
reached forty.
One more was
gone before fifty.
Finally there was
the friend who
fell short of seventy.
I am closing fast
on my next landmark
of eighty years.
Lucky.
Sad.
Stayin’ alive
The older you
get the more
your focus shifts
from ambition
to survival
Nearly 24
My old dog
now sleeps
more than
23 hours a day.
Once upon a
time he didn’t.
One moment
The other day,
in a waiting room
of a medical scanning
centre, I saw two
elderly ladies. One
went in for her scan
while the other waited
anxiously. When she came
out they held hands,
talking quietly and
seriously about what
had been done,
been said, staring into
each other’s eyes.
Then they left
and through the
window I could see
a fervent embrace,
before they moved on,
arms around each
other, providing comfort,
very much in love.
Dark stranger
Every New Year’s
Eve, we say to
ourselves – “Well
I hope next year
is better than this
year”. But, as every
New Year’s Day
rolls through the door,
we realise it was
probably
a forlorn hope
