My memories my only souvenir

At home by Katherine

I saw my house uprooted like a tree

Great roots were severed, how I ached to see

And all was tossed without my love and care

Bits of earth fell from the roots. now bare.

Barbaric in its mad intensity

I wept the tears of grief for you, for me.

Our home attacked,destroyed and I lie here.

Putting out the flames with profuse tears

Lamenting for my love who died within

The collapsing of my world now with no sun

The house a symbol of our marriage true

Cannot stand without a me and you

So my vision passed and I am here

My memories are my only souvenir

To complain

Andrew Murray

I want an unjust divorce.

Why?

I need something to. complain about

Just stay married.That should suffice.

I hadn’t thought of that.

You must take life more slowly.

Make better preparations and mull it all over before you do anything.

Thank you, doctor.

Be my guest

T

Beef Worry with wild eyes

Roast ram and bees with crashed donators

Cheese Heart with flakey Maestro.

Beef with green weeds

Mustard Heart on raw plumage

Fraudberry Cream

Lemon Fright with double memes

Apple pi and trigonometry custard

Fruit jelly with Bird’s flustered made with real silk

What I’d do

If I could walk I’d go outside the house

I’d like to see a cat play with a mouse.

If I could walk I’d like to see more flowers

I’d sit with them for ever and an hour

If I could write, I’d know just what to say

Ditto if I felt the need to pray.

If i I could write well I would write a novel

Otherwise I’ll make a lot of trouble.

I’

The born after pill

The patient had 2 cornflakes for breakfast so we are optimistic she will gain weight.

Mary said she wanted knickers so I lifted up her nightdress She was correct.She has made a complaint.

What about?

This lady won’t judge our bed.

This patient likes rubber mattresses and other forms of rubber.

Can we report it?

She likes toast for curing be her severe introspection.

She had a big lump on her foot which has disappeared since she stopped stalking.

Shall I send a retort in?

She says love cures all ills so wants to go on the pill.I won’t

Her surgery was completed after she suffocated so she will look good in her coffin.

The stitches will be covered by lace frills.

People don’t heal after death in most cases

This man is hungry at all mealtimes.Can we give him any blood?

This diabetic lady is not having twins.She has needles and pins.

I have known her as far as I could.She is unwilling to leave.

Can you give her contraception or a born after pill?

Be my guest

T

Beef Worry with wild eyes

Roast ram and bees with crashed donators

Cheese Heart with flakey Maestro.

Beef with green weeds

Mustard Heart on raw plumage

Fraudberry Cream

Lemon Fright with double memes

Apple pi and trigonometry custard

Fruit jelly with Bird’s flustered made with real silk

Teeth

In the hospital I could not clean my teeth.

If only they were false.

Think about.They are making work for dentists who then make work for psychiatrists.

Fear of opening your mout

Fear of injections.

Fear of drills

Just Fear

Claustrophobia

Fear of invasion.

Madness

.

Jl

When the grieving ends

We grieve when we have lost a love or friend
Then grieve because the grieving is now less
We feel the death more when the grieving ends

The rawness of the grief,love seems to lend
As we weep and moan, we love caress
We grieve when we have lost our sweetest friends

My body tense, my heart shrinks to defend
The once good home now is a cruel mess
We feel the death more when first grieving ends

My shoulders hunch, my body can’t pretend
But wishes still to weep, his love I miss
We grieve when we have lost a long known friend

The second grief, illusions’ haunting pends
Can I taste his lips when we can”t kiss
We feel the death more when first grieving ends

Oh, that death were something I could kick
Instead of bringing sorrow to me sick
We grieve when we have lost a spouse or friend
Then hate the empty feeling when grief ends.

Funny

Since leaving home she has qualified as a Barbárian.

Buy barbs wire or words here

My photo copyright

After leaving the University she has never used her knowledge of Norse Mythology and Bohr’s physics

Except to intimidate men who asked her out for dinnerm

She spent years trying to understand Wittgenstein before realising she would have done better proving he was not understandable in language.

Is that conceivable?

I am in uncertain

Katherine

Lunch

Sardine Curry with lice and fish head.

Baked potatoes with screaming fleas.

Chopped chicken korma with green tomato and dress

Flounders with buttered wings

Ice-cream and stilton

Crackers with Wensleydale

Jellied eels and custard to

Creme droole hay

Tea with brown sugar

Bowl of coffee with free room

Please

Please don’t enjoy your dreams while awake.

What, we have to have nightmares while awake?

Not Just read the French news.

That is a nightmare.

Please don’t steal other people’s false teeth

You mean we have to steal our own?

Please don’t spit on your bed

Is the chair better?

Please don’t touch the doctors.

The doctor’s what?

Your lawyer can’t share your bed.

What about my mechanic?

Don’t steal the sheets from the Hospital.

Well where should we steal them?

Have you never bought a sheet?

No I use the Sun.

But do you pay?

When I die

I think we have some fine artists on WP.

Are there any coarse ?

I lost my wedding ring

Did anyone notice?

Yes I had 3 proposals

Did you accept any?

The new ring road for Lands End.

Are you getting married againn

It’s cheaper just to buy a ring

At Home

He does not know there such a thing as truth.(Boris)

In here there is a huge amount of lying not admitted to.Just rearranging the world.To benefit themselves

I will come back after I give out the medication….never

You have already swallowed the tablet

They didn’t bring it.

You should be in bed.It is night.

7 pm on a Sunday.

There are no people with dementia here. (Except the staff)

No they are over there.

You are feeling much better

Take your hands off me

Your eyes are like jewels.

I was crying my eyes out

You will soon be better

You just found you have cancer

It’s nothing serious.

What IS serious?

You are very smart (you can read)

Don’t panic

Why don’t they know shouting makes us panic or attack?

Stop crying It might upset you

I can’t bear to see you look like that.

Crying makes you depressed

The cook is very good.

Somebody has to be

I’d say that ethically they are well above the Tory Party

Even Satan might be.

He’d be more fun too,

Tablet

Please do not moan down the phone in this in Ward.

Please do not edit your profile before surgery

Please eat what you can or the pigs will get too fat.

There is a menu but it’s secret

We never eat ice-cream before dinner ,we get drunk.

Sherry s trifle is very good

Buy it for crime

A tablet in your hand is worth two in a bush., Don’t tell the nurses.

I have made my bed on winter leaves

I have walked the silent paths of grief
Sunless, dreary, cold and all alone.
I have slept on beds of winter leaves.

I feel that death’s a cruel, mysterious thief.
Although my heart weeps , and my joy has gone,
I have never felt I was deceived.

I have learned that human life is brief.
I have learned by sorrow we’re undone.
I have sifted earth and what’s beneath.

I have felt my dark emotions seethe
While I’m cruelly mocked by glaring sun.
I have learned the geography of grief.

I wait in patience for my life to ease.
Will I know when my Last Supper’s come?
Will my tale be written on a leaf?

Unconsoled grief can make us dumb
Into our hearts, we drag the ice that numbs
I have walked the silent paths of grief
I have made my bed on winter leaves

Good

E

In honouring our dead we lay their ghosts.
We look again from human need and pain.
Which one has loved,which one has hurt the most?
Forgive and let no bitterness remain.

For them,the humble, no portraits were made,
Just word pictures which fade back in the mind.
Kings and lords paid artists, yet forbade
The showing of cruel lips and eyes unkind

Yet even they are trodden underfoot
Their gold protected virtue not at all.
The soul is made from feelings which don’t rot,
No holy spirit’s sold in our great Malls.

We need to speak and love in this moment .
And look on all with glad-eyed,warm intent

Ways of seeing

Walking a ridge of rock
We saw Poole Harbour blue as ripe Stilton
Blue glints like decorations
I didn’t imagine then
How near we were to the end.
And what are out ends?
Do we choose it or copy?

It’s how we see that matters not what

A is not aggression

A is for the axioms we use
B for Brownian motion in a glass
C is for the circle that found pi
D is for the dots that we combine
E is the ellipse that I adore
F is for the fraction I deplore
G is for geometry and art
H is for the hidden and unknown
I was once for inkwells filled each day
J is a close relation here of G
K is my own name, I do declare
L is for the loops that string can make
M is mathematics as an art
N is for the numbers that transcend
O might be for zero or the mind
P is for the problems we all meet
Q is for the quantity of life
R is for the random numbers here
S must be statistics, I declare,
T is for topology, that’s clear
U is understanding what we read
V is for the vacuum in the heart~
W is the will power to succeed
X is still unknown but we’ll give in
Y is Yes we understand the game
Z I’ll leave to you
to make or maim

Away from home

I’ve been so far away from home

I’ve been so lonely without you

I heard the ghosts here as they moaned

And they made me feel so blue

We drove past bulging linseed  fields

In Suffolk with its bonny views

We stopped to have a meal

I can’t remember how I’ve been  

I see that you have gone

And left  me weeping here bereft

There’s always been someone

Is this another test?

I can’t live without your smile

Without your eyes and tender hands

Come with me for a while

To play like children on the sands.

Oh sands of Dunwich bay

Where the amber used to hide

I don’t know what to say

I’m sailing out on the

spring tide