They walk their own lineNever trusting, always seekingHoping one day all will be fineBut day after day their hearts are weeping So much fake newsFull on misinformation and liesThat give their hearts the bluesAnd bring tears to their eyes Will their search ever ceaseHear words that are trueAllowing their hearts to welcome peaceAnd finally know… Continue reading Their Own Line
Wetlands, bogs and ancient treesOpen heathland and roaming poniesA place that puts you at easeIn the New Forest you can never be lonely Trials meander through an ancient forestAllowing all to see the wonders of natureOr visit an idilic village for a restIn the New Forest nothing is a failure Sandy and pebbly beaches call… Continue reading The New Forest
In the forest shadowsThe fawn moved quietlyShe had left the meadowsAs the hunter and his hound stirred her anxiety She silently went deeper into the forestHer coat would stop be being foundTill she found a place to restAway from the hunter and his hound.
He stood in the doorwayThe tables were setAnd he waited for people to come his wayAnd to be honest he was inclined to fret However, the flowers and the sun shoneThe view from the tables attracted allWhen the door opened the waiter was never aloneAs people responded to the café’s call.
The couple stood in silenceWatching as the sun prepared to sink out of sightThey had come to the sea seeking guidanceLooking to put their world to right But the day had been unkind and hardA Winter’s day of fog, cold and windHad left their hearts still scarredAnd the past had not been left behind Will… Continue reading Walk Hand in Hand
My life changed at the Mardi GrasThe day I couldn’t believe what I sawA Cajun lady with magnolias in her hairWould I have the courage, would I dare How do I address the Cajun ladyWhat can I say, will I ever be readyCan I tell her she owns my heartAnd after the Mardi Gras we… Continue reading A Cajun Lady
A wetland of beauty and brillianceOf flamingos and white horsesA land where you hear the silenceAnd definitely no Porsches A constantly changing landDepending on waters and weatherOr maybe God’s commandCould it even be all three working together.
The first light of the new day was dawningCreatures, large and small, of the forestAwoke greeting the new day with a good morningAnd giving thanks for a night of rest The first light of the new day crossed the citySkyscraper windows reflecting the morning lightInto the city’s streets and alleyways with no pityDriving out the… Continue reading The First Light
The tree is up, the fairy lights are twinklingThe family and friends are together, and glasses are clinkingBelow the tree presents are mountingBut no one is counting Wherever you turn decorations are hangingAnd on the tree bauble and bells are swingingBoys and girls under the mistletoe are secretly kissingChristmas time can really be amazing.
Another day we awake to rainAnd not just a little but rather a lotAre we ever going to see the sun againIn fact, what is the sun, I have forgot Rivers of rain run down the streetsWe paddle to our carTo go to the shops to buy sweetsOr if it doesn’t stop go to a… Continue reading Rivers of Rain