I don’t want to write any sonnets;
Nor to hear any Wagner Teutonic.
I prefer the free flow
of poetry to go
around the world of the essence Platonic.
Of course some folk like odd mnenomics
Others prefer to read comics
Do you draw cartooons
Or to writing presume?
I would were it more economic.
If only women could wear flowered bonnets
Bad hair days would disappear,innit?
The bhurka is dandy.
and veils come in handy.
This head gear looks almost up to the minute.
A jug by Katherine
It seems that many men and women loved ” Fifty shades of grey” which is sado-masochistic..I fear I only managed 5 pages and tossed it aside like an oldglove,as my husband used to say.But just now I was reading a little of a book whichmentions an issue close to that
The Death of Sigmund Freud: Fascism, Psychoanalysis and the Rise of Fundamentalism
The summertime evaporates like mist
Revealing golden leaves albeit but few.
No longer by bright flowers are our eyes kissed.
No longer do leaf buds appear anew.
Some changes in our lives are like this too.
We do not see the moment as life turns
We think we still ascend with growth anew
And wisdom ,sense and vision are all spurned.
It is not for our sins that we must die.
For life and death are two sides of a whole.
It was not sin that brought death and its sighs,
This is a myth to keep priests in control.
Changes are invisible at first.
Let’s not act as if we are accursed.
How my heart sings 
