From the Heart
Waves of silk and strings of pearls
Cognac for boys, champagne for girls
Bright red Ferraris lined up in a row
Debutants waiting their time to go
Yachts in the harbor, seas bright blue
Daily fresh linen and towels anew
Luxurious items like those above
Though the greatest luxury of all is love
Driving through Normandy, France
Fields of green and birds that dance
A peaceful day, gentle wind and warm
Butterflies and sparrows that swarm
The graves of soldiers, row upon row
Fought for freedom and chance to grow
Luxury each day for you and me to see
Tomorrows they gave, for us to be free
Praise the bee that flowers pollinate
A thimble full’s honey a year to make
Nectar so sweet I spread on my bread
Without you bee, I’ve only jam instead
Questioning would there be fruit at all bee
For making jam in season ready for me
Fly off now safely bee to come back again
Work as you do daily is never in vain
You bee keep us ticking nicely on and on
Because without you bee we’d soon be gone
I’m craving some more sunshine and I want it to last all day
Certainly at least week or more, before it goes and hides away
I’m sick of British summers, soaked again and again by rain
I want to dine al fresco daily, that I can’t is a blooming pain
What’s the point in England’s beauty, I really cannot see
Flowing fields with flowers, seen sheltering under a tree
If I can’t go out and see it, experience and catch some sun
I’d rather move to somewhere else, without my wellies on
England bloody England, what’d you do with flaming June
Picnics, fairgrounds, lovers smelling flowers in full bloom
I had a profound experience, well another one anyway
Deep and meaningful pretty much, and yet again today
I now allow myself to be, just me, without facade or lies
Waking up to the universe, I throw my cares in the sky
Committing time to live as me, without any masquerade
Say what I think and feel how I feel, my very own crusade
I dance and sing to music of love, twirling expressions felt
Wholeheartedly I dive in deep, I’m penetrating the melt
My Nanny stands there
at the end of the bed
It’s really quite weird,
because I know she’s dead
But she stands there quite happy
no longer in pain
She tells me she loves me
it’s still just the same
My brother can’t see her
and I’m wondering why
He tells me I’m faking
that I’m telling lies
Mummy’s not sure
but she’d like it to be true
She asked me a question
‘Why’s Nan visiting you?’
I couldn’t give her an answer
I wasn’t that sure
I know Mummy’s sad
by not seeing her anymore
She’s not at all frightening
she’s pretty and bright
I see her a lot in the day
and through the night
I like nanny coming
I wish she would stay
Her visits have helped me
since she went away
Salute the suns flaming celestial light
Praise the rivers that flow day and night
Clap clouds bursting, drenching the land
Respect for teachers, brains they expand
Love of mothers who nurture their young
Forever for children who show life goes on
Unstoppable elements we continue to see
The universe evolving so we can just be
Daily Prompt – unstoppable
It starts off in the pit of me, so deep you cannot see
It grows like bramble thick and dense, that twists around a tree
It strangles every aspect, it distorts the painted scene
It screams out of the chasm, it howls from every dream
An evil, twisted and monsterous face that interrupted life
Fear tears me up and spits me out, cuts me like a knife
I have to overcome the horror, the battle I will fight
I will conquor all this madness, it has to be alright
Oh, I have experienced crisis, another one came today
With jagged edge and scary face that will not go away
Take up all my waking thoughts, trouble me at night
The crisis will not leave my side, until I’ve put it right
It comes to shake me up a bit, when everything’s okay
Just when I was happy, plans heading the right way
But when I think about it really, with a microscope
It never turned out as I thought, I have always coped
Crisis you don’t scare me, I’m not giving you my time
All will work out as it should and I will be just fine.
Like the passing of tides, our two worlds collide.
Washed together as one, the story begun
Inextricably linked, moving together in sync
A tangle of ties that allow not goodbyes
The lake and the shore, whatever is more
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