‘Twas but a reptile passing by.
It flew across the deep blue sky
Why do reptiles fly so high?
I’ll love you till I die.

‘Twas but a cat under the moon.
Did you have a silver spoon?
Why can’t cats all waul in tune?
I’ll love you very soon

‘Twas but a wooden legged man,
Carrying a large brass saucepan.
Why can’t men do what women can?
I’ll love you better than.

Why are adverbs?
What are nouns?
why do circuses have clowns?
I’ll love you lying down.

Where do dreams go in the day?
What game can we adults play?
Can you or can you not say?
I’ll love you,in my way.

‘Twas but a verse that seemed so free.
It floated over my oak tree.
I have eyes but cannot see.
I’ll love you when I be

No depth is like the deepness of your eyes.
No warmth is like the comfort of your smile.
Yet sometimes love turns out to be unwise.
And joy can change to feelings dark and vile

Yet like blue glass your eyes compel my gaze.
Your lips invite us to to conjoin with mine.
Have I learned so little wisdom in my days?
Am I a fool top pass this warning sign?

Yet hope is ever rising in the heart.
Despair is not to be embraced too soon;
and if God wills that our two ways must part
I’ll face the error and receive my doom.

For humans need to give and take of love.
With tenderness that rivals turtle doves

 Postmodernism’s the fashion ne’er manque.

We study Foucault and his glass eyed scribes.

Get reason trapped and do not court delay.

You need to find your intellectual tribe.

Where is the goose which laid the golden egg..

Invented meta-talk and  fairy tales?

Which narrative is balanced on a peg?

Do prophets gets re-homed now by a whale?

Where is the whole truth and the nothing but?

Whose is the eye which sees reality?

Who is the judge who makes the final cut?

Where is the God to whom we owed fealty?

Now nothing is what anyone can say.

I understand it’s meaningless to pray

Photo  of Wych Hazel by Mike Flemming.Copyright 2015 [Wisley Gardens]

Alas I have never used my post office credit card…. so I had to go shopping.Unfortunately I am in  more  pain  than usual so when I was in W H Smith’s I wanted to sit down.I saw no seats.I then saw a big pile of books in a corner so I sat  there.I was right next to the Jewish Chronicle  so I took a look at that.I once sat down on a self service till.They didn’t like that!!Well,I only wish they had a few chairs.I then purchased the Times and a computer magazine which was meant to spread the good news about cloud computing.I find Google Drive is ok but OneDrive is not so good probably because I am not used to  sending  photos from there.So I began to wonder if I should spend hundreds of pounds buying a computer with a large memory.I see HP Pavilions  are reduced by £200 in Currys,but why?Luckily there are no such shops near me.After drinking some coffee,i had a bright idea….. why not write on paper with a pen.Luckily my memory was ok and  the card went through the machine.I bet the bank will wonder what I am doing.Why can’t I buy something feminine like lipstick?Well maybe I shall if Boots have a chair in their store.And anyway lipstick wears off me too soon.How about having one’s lips tinted green?Well,I am a sprite