Day: June 7, 2023

Sail away, my lover dear

On England’s hills and dales, we roamed
Up tall mountains, we have climbed
Now the Lord has taken you home.
I wish it were my time

Will I never see your smile
On pale and sandy shores.?
How you loved and for a while
You unlocked my door.

Then your heart was worn away
When you saw my scars.
But they say one coming day
There’ll be no more wars.

Even in our human form
Alien life can grow.
Of two lovers, one’s forlorn,
And it shall be so.

I would not wish to go the first,
Leave you pale and thin.
Of two choices one is worse.
The Lord wants you within.

So sail away, my lover dear
Sail into the deep
I took you to the river near.
So, there, alone I weep.

I send you all my memories
I send you all my thoughts
And I know, whatever is,
You were whom I sought.

You caught me up, you put me down
I don’t know where I be.
But I will smile and I will frown
I don’t know if I’m me.

Losing, losing, losing you
Losing our dear life.
Losing, losing , losing you
Am I still your wife?

I’m not me as you’re not here
Who have I become?
But I’ll live, despite my fears.
My life is not yet done.

I lost a leg, I lost a hand
I lost my heart and soul.
Pray for me my lover and
I may then be made whole.

Look at me, from where you be.
Look at me again.
When you look, whom do you see?
I still have my pen

Mary wants a nail brush

As Mary got ready to go out,she realised she had not combed her hair.Where were the 24 combs she had bought from Amazon?Not in her delightful red and purple shoulder bag.She pondered over what to d0
1 Use the clothes brush
2.Try a nailbrush
3 Use her toothbrush
4.Look on the floor
5.Look in all the drawers in the horsuse
In the end she decided to pour some water over her head put on some oil , then push her hair into the direction she wanted
She putt on her red dress with a pattern of little books all over, a favourite of Stan, her late husband.Her shoes were peach coloured in homage to some artist who liked clashing colours.He was not good as an artist except for this ability to find the worst possible colours to put together.So he is known as Ned the Red and Purple
Suddenly the doorbell rang like a burglar alarm on heat.She opened the door and Dave the paramedic ran in
What’s wrong,Dave, she asked
I am being chased by a big Siamese cat,he replied.
I can’t see any cats, she said in a kindly tone.Never mind,let me make you some coffee
Before she could close the door a big and lovely cat ran in
Who are you,Mary asked him?
I am called Jeb, he told her.I like that man in the dress so I want to ask him to adopt me.
OK said Dave.My cat died and I’ve been too sad to get another one.Are you able to sleep by me in bed
Definitely, said Jeb.It hs been my life time desire
All three sat down in the small but delightful orange and lime kitchen watching Emile climb a tree.
I haven’t seen you lately,Dave said gently to Mary
No,I went to the hairdresser and my hair is so short it looks as if I am having chemotherapy.Still it was nice to be cossetted and it won’t need much arranging or blow-drying.
I suppose you could let the back grow before the winter,Dave told her
Yes, at least my head is cooler for the summer.It was hot when I went there so I assumed that would carry on.But now it is colder.
How about wearing a hat?
Yes,I’ll ask Annie about that as she knows more about clothes than I ever shall
The phone rang starling Jeb who had been living in a field
Hello, this is Sister Mayflower from the bereavement group.
Hello,Sister.How are you?
I am worried because the other women were so unwelcoming.I have taken it over recently and recognise they are a closed group and it is 20 years since most of them were bereaved so they don’t want anyone to distress them by actually feeling sad.
Don’t worry about me.I only came because Annie my neighbour saw an advert for it and I did it to please her.
I see ,said Sr Mayflower.You can come to the Convent if you like.Just say Mayflower.
Thank you very much.Bye , bye said Mary
Who was that, a nun? said Dave.Don’t tell me.I can guess,Several patients we’ve had have been there and were disappointed.They should call it tea and chat except they don’t want any one new to join even in that.Odd as it is a Church based on the teachings of Jesus.Love one another.
Loving others may be harder than it sound,Mary mused scientifically
i feel much better , she said.I am playing the piano every day.I met 3 friends for coffee and then went to the bookshop.I love sitting there looking at new books.And it’s nice not to have to cook every night
Mary got up ,oh dear, her trousers fell down
Good grief,Dave cried.You have lost weight and are wearing red knickers!
Yes, said Mary.Don’t you like them?
I am unsure.Shall I get some?
Just get 1 pair and see how you feel.I got mine in the Market.Otherwise Marks do purple and green ones,Mary murmured
Imagine all the old folk wondering around the town might be wearing purple and green knickers. said Dave

.It must make washing hard as you can’t put them in the 60 degree wash.
I never thought of that, cried Mary, her blue mascara running down her face.
I’ve read some women wear a pair once and then throw them out
Well, they could cut them up and use them as dusters,Dave mused.
Why not just by dusters and wear white or beige knickers? Life is hard enought without worrying about such trivia
My mascara is melting because my eyes keep watering.
Go and sit by the potted plants and let it fall on them,Dave said scientifically
Don’t be ridiculous, she said knowingly.I think it is hayfever or the pollution in town.The traffic was like a plague of giant houseflies on wheels.All stuck still.
Well flies don’t keep still,Dave said.If they did we would kill them
I guess there’s an a”ccident ” on the motorway so they send the cars down here.I wish they had kept the railways open as the roads are frightening with those big lorries with cars on the back.I used to be afraid one might fall off on us,Mary remininisced, when Stan drove me to the coast
The door opened and in dashed Annie from next door.She wore a dark wine track suit with a pale pink T shirt matching her lipstick from Yves de Beauvoir McMorris of Paris and Wigan.
Hi Dave she said.I love that dress,Is it from Marks?
Yes, he answered.I like these cotton maxi dresses in hot weather.
I can understand that ,she whispered.Trousers are hot and if you wash them they need ironing.People forget we sweat more in the heat
That’s fortunate,Mary said.Otherwise we would die
And so cry all of us except Jeb.Jeb never cries

My heart was touched

The heart that touched my heart I feel no more
Alone in some great space. I feel afraid
Like a conductor who has lost the Score
The soul that touched my soul I feel no more
As other orders that soul did obey
The heart that touched my heart I feel no more
Alone in the abyss. I feel afraid