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Pareidolia

What do you see when you look in the sky?
What shapes do you see when you gaze on up high?
What images run amok in your head
As your mind’s eye takes control to lead – not be led
What beasts rear their heads? What creatures appear?
What visions unfold as you stare and you peer?

For do your see this or do you see that?
An elephant, penguin or even a cat?
A car on heaven’s highway; a train or a fleet
Of circus trucks in the ether; even a cold ice cream treat
Or a smile or some glimmer of a face to behold?
What forms kiss your eyes as clouds roll and unfold?

Or is this a trick of the mind saying ‘boo’!
As skies overhead fly on by over you
Conjuring up mental images, ambiguous stimuli
With subcortical might that identifies
Pareidolia; illusions; tripped senses in thin air
Making something from nothing that’s simply not there

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Picture from @Richardesty on Twitter (used with permission)

Dirty Washing

Why hang your dirty washing out
And put it all online
Dressed in limelights that let all know
The grot and rot and grime
Airing the foul and not so nice
For do you not just see
That some things are best sorted out
In private sanctuaries
Where behind doors with openness
Amidst the folk you know
You work your differences through
In ways that help you grow
And move forward resolved and more
Intent to act upon
The lessons leant with no baggage
Freed up to carry on

Rain

Once upon a long lost time
I used to puddle jump
With macintosh and rubber boots
Into the shallow pools
And splatter droplets, laugh and yelp
With giggles and with glee
As water swelled and burst its skin
To soak both you and me

I’d run and leap and land into
The rain-filled basins that
Amalgamated post the storm
And splish and splosh and splash
And fun was had, excitement seen
As small child ran into
The puddles on the pavements edge
From clouds and mist and dew

Yet now when torrents tumble down
From darkened skies above
And water gushes down the street
And gullies overflow
As pools of water fill to brim
From sharpened watery spears
That lash from heavens open wide
I try to hide my tears

And run against this weather’s tide
The damp and misery
Fighting against the drizzle and
The wetness that abounds
A battle twixt the will to stay
Inside the warm and dry
Less memories from childhood days
When rains fell from the sky

Westminster’s got the wobbles
A case of “oh my gosh”
What are we going to do now
We can sort our own dosh
And who will lead us forward
Into the great unknown
Cos when we’ve kicked out all MP’s
And left the Euro zone
The only option left will be
The ministerial cat
Who wanders and who roams the joint
And clears out all the rats

Was that a metaphor you cry
Well heck what do I know
But purrfectly this puddy-cat
Will get his chums in toe
And sort this sorry state out
This ‘cat’astrophic mess
Calling the boys from Battersea
Dogs home to their address
Where parliament will be recalled
To meet with each of them
And Palmerston will be tasked with
Becoming our PM

Palmerston is the foreign office cat tasked with clearing the rats out of Westminster this April.  http://www.mirror.co.uk/news/uk-news/new-foreign-office-cat-palmerston-7747777

Embracing Democracy

Tomorrow whether in or out
There really is little doubt
That we will still awake anew
To each new day to thus imbue
The goodness that this world can give
Continue breathing and will live

We’ll hope and laugh and love the same
We’ll still have dreams and still play games
The sun will set, the sun will rise
The rain will still fall from the skies
And seasons will turn through the year
With nature’s bounty’s ever near

And Earth will spin on her axis
Our home for all prosperity
Where nothing will have really changed
Less we allow in our exchange
A rule of hatred, venoms claw
Yet that would be foolish for sure

And so tomorrow, in or out
There really should be little doubt
That the only thing for true regret
Will be the will to not forget
And forgive those who don’t agree
Less embracing democracy

It’s the first day of summer
The sun’s out in the sky
Behind the clouds and raindrops that
Are falling from on high
But though it might be countered
Suggesting summer is a wash
The upside is warm puddles
In which to jump, splash! splosh! 💦💦

Dear Dad …

Things may have changed in recent times
Evolved into a new
But I see past the ageing parts
To the twinkle deep in you

To the heart within that beats with care
And love that you have shared
The kindness deep within that you
Have shown, is always there

The stable unconditional
Hug that’s enveloped me
Through life – through good and bad you’ve been
A star Dad constantly

A star that’s shone a leading light
With a glow that lasts each day
Unceasingly encouraging me
Giving guidance on the way

And too you’ve been a role model to
Your grandchildren as well
A beacon in their lives that too
Shines out in ways that tell

And so dear Dad and Grandpa too
Be sure we love you so
For with heartfelt thanks and gratitude
You’re the best Dad that we each know!

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