Sympathy for my Youth

It’s with greatest sympathy,

I say goodbye to my youth.

You see I’m gradually ageing,

I’m getting long in the tooth.

It’s not that I fear getting older,

I welcome it if you like.

I suppose I’m sort of retro now,

new can go take a hike.

No I don’t want to be young again,

I quite like being mature.

My death is still an age away,

I hope so but I’m not to sure.

 

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  The Roar of the Sea


I see you rolling onto the earth,  

a raw and a crash and a bang.

Catch the shimmer of your waves, 

while safe on the shore I stand.

The birds who can’t know better, 

dance and play with your mane.

Transfixed by your silent power, 

watching you roll once again.

There’s not one who’ll take you on, 

and you can do as you please.

You’re the lion of creation I think, 

our wild and powerful seas.

And with my eyes tightly closed,

I hear you calling my name.

You roar out from your being,

you call again and again.

I know there’s those who heard you,

walked right into your depths.

Left their lives and families here,

in taking those final steps.

So I’ll treat you with caution now,

as you call to me much to much.

I’ll love you from a safe distance,

your spray is all I will touch.

~

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Along the Canal

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I’ve moved again, I’m in Kent now for a while. I live by the sea and can see it from the window on waking but behind the apartment block is The Royal Military Canal that runs for a few miles down to the local village of Hythe and way beyond.

The canal was built as a defence against the french invasion in the 1800’s, lots can be read about it but I want to show you some of its beauty. I love to walk along the canal and back each day and it’s a good way of getting my recommended 10,000 steps.

The canal runs parallel to the sea, so sometimes I’ll take the costal path one way and the canal the other.

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So now you know where I am and what I’ve been up to 🙂

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Long Live the Peculiar

What is peculiar really, something odd, not in line with the norm, strange, different to what is expected anyway. I love difference, celebrate it and go out of my way to look for it in life.

Why do so many people want things to be just right, want today to run how yesterday did and the day before and last week. Why is it that people ask a question, knowing the answer, because saying something different will throw a cat among the pigeons for sure.

Think about it, somebody says ‘How are you’? and the automatic response is often ‘I’m fine’. I try to grab those words back as they leave my mouth but they are out before I know it, as I’ve been programmed like that. I’ve said it at the doctors in a consultation, I think it’s actually very stupid that they ask you how you are when you walk in the door and catch you out like that. After we’ve said fine, it’s so much harder to say how we are really, well just as a beside maybe, or just not say.

We are all peculiar, we are all different, not one of us looks the same but we try our damnedest to look like everyone else, to stand out in a crowd for some people is just peculiar, I say do it with gusto!

In the world of the ordinary everything is the same, bananas and tomatoes are the same size and talk is small. There is no talk of the curious or unexplained as it’s just weird and all the flowers in the garden are beautiful.

But look closer at nature and see nothing is the same, the oceans, mountains and each individual species, there are differences all over the place, huge differences and subtle differences but no two things are exactly the same. Even those things that come from the same mould are different in that they are placed in different spots, think about it.

I love being peculiar, a little different, outspoken and sometimes a little challenging. I always try to be kind, not because it’s expected but because it’s part of who I am, I want people to be happy and feel loved but I won’t say or do things I don’t mean.

For a large part of my life I tried to fit in, wanted to be like everyone else and didn’t want to be seen as different in any way. However, I always was really, the differences still showed, at work I rose quickly to senior management, I thought a bit different and spoke out. At home my tastes and decoration, an eclectic of all the things I love and my friendships can be described as a group of wonderful and different individuals who talk, think and explore. If you’re a friend and you’re reading this, yes you are special and different and it’s your difference I love, as quite honestly a lot of people bore me to death.

Long live the peculiar I say!

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The Peculiar

I beg you, give me the peculiar,

the odd and downright mad.

Don’t bore me with the ordinary,

as for me they are so sad.

I like my people on the edge,

those strange and in-between.

Those I find extraordinary,

they live through their dreams.

I love the odd and the off beat,

as they do not compromise.

That I’m somewhat odd myself,

will come as no surprise.

~

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Overcome with Emotion

 

I was overcome with emotion,

overwhelmed by the sentiment.

Astounded by the message,

for my birthday you lovingly sent.

Yes you brought me giggles

and you added so much to my day.

The poetry you penned for me,

well it certainly blew me away.

So I’m returning loving wishes,

for a birthday as special as mine.

To a very special blogging friend,

your writing is just so divine.

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For my lovely blogging friend Stella aka https://simpledimplesite.blog at Giggles and Tales blog whose birthday it is today. I hope your day has been as special as mine was yesterday, which was made even better by your lovely post xxxx

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