Life is good! Life is inspirational!

Aging

So I appear to be getting older
With more greys than blond for sure
With creaky joints and eyes that aren’t
So focussed anymore

And I see my midline growing
That – I don’t like, I confess
Whilst my heart’s a flipping nuisance
With AWOL beats from stress!

It also takes a little longer
To get from a to b
To mow the lawn or walk the dog
Or even make the tea!

Yet the culprit for these issues
Appears not to care a jot
Just sits there by his armchair
Almost rooted to the spot!

He never lifts a finger
Nor offers to assist
Moreso waves his arms in circles
To ensure no second’s missed

And to drive the point home further
He calls out to ensure
That hourly I’m reminded of
Time knocking on my door!

For whilst I am but human
And aging is my destiny
His face simply never changes
And he stays all wrinkle free!

His frame remains in-tact
Age makes no odds to him
He never gains an ounce of fat
And really stays quite slim

And so long as he’s wound daily
His ticker tick tick tocks
For you see the bane of all my aging woes
I blame on Grandfather Clock!

Friendship

When you’re rejected and feel broken
And the world is such a drag
When everything seems so uphill
And life is such a fag
When the smiles have all but vanished
When the stars have lost their shine
When all seems such a burden
Know that as a friend of mine
I will not simply vanish
I won’t judge you; I won’t frown
I won’t kick you when you’re hurting
I’ll pick you up when you are down
And I’ll be there til the last breath
Til no more you fear and cry
Til all days and nights are ended
And the sun falls from the sky
And even in that moment
And then for evermore
I’ll cherish our dear friendship
Hold it steadfast; hold it sure

Beware!

If your barometer’s set to stormy
And the outlook isn’t fair
Be mindful of the damage that’s
Occurring deep in there
As biochemicals do battle
With your heart and with your head
And take corrective action
Lest at worst you end up dead

For the toxic mix of irritants
Of stress, anxiety
The pressures of our daily lives
The mayhem that we see
Are biological poisons
That attack us on the go
So be mindful of these assassins
And relax and find your flow

 

 

 

Lies!

If the truth sets us free
Then why do some lie
Twist the facts and contort them
To beggar belief and defy
Freedom and integrity,
Honour and trust
For the truth’s none negotiable
And is simply a must

So don’t lie, use deceit
Drive the truth under ground
Deflect honesty’s spotlight
For in time you’ll be found
Out and your lies
Will become quite renown
As your fibs, fraud and falsehoods
Will hunt you right down

Pass On A Hug

Break down the walls
Build bridges and see
How a hug can embrace
Love instantly

Dispel fear; cast out hatred
Cross any divide
With pat on the back
Arms wrapped round neck and round sides

And let it deliver its payload
Of wellbeing and more
Cos when a hug comes a-calling
You’ll feel cherished for sure

For past words and their sentiments
A hug simply says
Support, friendship, connection
In its own unique way

So pass on a hug
For a moment of care
To bring comfort and joy
To another out there!

 

A Thingy

Isn’t the word thingy a marvelous word
A noun that describes  everything
From a person, an object or even a place
With a ‘je ne sais pas’ sort of ring

For the thingy’s a thing that could be anything
Yet a thing that by all things defined
Is a thingy – you know – a thingy, thing thing
When the name escapes recall and mind!

So let’s hear it for thingies all over the world
The nonsense we utter when words
Evade definition, instead being known
As a thingy – so quaint and absurd!

A Vote That Counts

Labour are red
The Tories are blue
Vote however you like
For the fact that holds true
Is that tomorrow; next week
When the new PM’s in
It will still be the case
That you can still win
If you don’t blame the outcome
On a whole load of rot
But focus instead
On the skills that you’ve got
To focus, work hard
With resolve and with might
For the gold that you seek
Is intrinsic; out of sight
Being contained in each one of us
For better or bad
So dig deep and discover
With a heart that is glad
To not see the red, and neither the blue
But the spectrum inside you
And make that work for you
For politicians will come
And then they will go
And no matter how much
Each manifesto
Makes great promises to match
Your wishes and wills
Or tries to deliver
Through political frills
Labour will stay red
The Tories will stay blue
But the rainbow that gives most
Will be always in you