Civilization is a war

Writing poetry is it like a diary?

It’s not written by my conscious self yet when I read my writing I recognize myself.

Sometimes I amuse myself

It makes me happy or angry or sad

When I can’t do it I feel deprived but sometimes I can’t tune in

Maybe I don’t have the energy for it.

Sometimes I’m very surprised by what I’ve written it hardly believe that I wrote it.

The something about the present world that’s not good for writing

Where there a wars in other countries that I was here between fellow countrymen between friends

130,000 people were killed when in the bombing of Dresden but  how many people think about that now

That can be a joy in destruction if you feel you have an excuse for it but those were all people human beings children trying to find some shelter from the war

How many died in the Bosnian war in 1995? It’s not just the numbers it’s the way in which it was done.

It’s the Us and Them that’s so dangerous

Pray father give me your blessing

Through my fault through my fault through my most grievous fault.

The words we heard when we  learned how to swear

The pleated skirts that teachers  used to wear
The tight permed hair, the handbag and the pearls
The words we heard when we  learned how to swear

With words we threw out what we could not bear
Then simpered by the window lips uncoiled
The fleeing minds that we dare not declare

The worst came out and everybody stared
My head was turned, inside my mind  still whirled
The  muck we heard when we first  had to swear

Now we wear   our jeggings, pleats are rare
Yet there’s elegance in skirts that   swirl
Depleted teens  with beauty gone awry

We did some Hardy and into Shakespeare tore
Now we read  Ted Hughes and  Sylvia’s pearls
The  midden  reeks,hate makes the goldfish swear.

The gold rimmed glasses in the mist and murk
The  hairnets, the control, the constrained smirk
The worn out books, the  turning   of the years
The words of joy  and woe, we learn our  prayer

 

 

 

 

And make the duvet stand up like a throne

If I were a cat I’d  be quite sure
That every living creature walks on feet
The  goldfish I that I capture when allured
Are not alive although their eyes look sweet

If I were   a cat I’d  sleep all day
Not waste my time with humans  and their talk
I cannot see a god so I won’t pray
But every night I’ll go out on a stalk

If I were a cat I’d  sniff their beds
When my owners left me all alone
I’d bite and scratch if there were a loose thread
And make the duvet stand up like a throne

I would not ever ask for what I want
Nor give a hint of pleasure nor of joy
If they cannot guess,I shall them taunt
I’ll sulk until  they  get me a new toy

I do not care to  sit on  human laps
Nor  for  them call me sweetie pie
Sometimes I have let my  temper rip
Sometimes I mioaw, I tell a lie

I’m beautiful ,I’m handsome,I’m divine
And as I look I see the whole world’s  mine

Deep in the mind

What is interesting about water, is not the rubbish floating on the surface

Is not the rose petals being washed away

What’s interesting about water is the fish that swim deep down

Lead lives, live and procreate

Sometimes surfaces are important, are all that we can see

But see the goldfish darting away

In the deep parts of the mind we have fish that swim

More interesting than the news about an MP deciding he is a woman

More interesting than what the Queen was wearing at the Chelsea flower show.

Deep down the fishes swim and they are youm

This is your mind deep down and creative

Full of vigorous life.

But when you go to the hospital to see the doctor

Do dress well because the surface is all that they can see unless they use a scanner

Scanners don’t show the depths of your mind and heart

What can show that?

Many little gestures words feelings expressions your friends can see your true nature

They said cultivate your garden but I wonder if they should say,cultivate your pond?

He has sold his brain to the company but I’m not sure about his mind

I must be out of my mind

I’ve lost my mind.

I’m in two minds about your invitation.

Have you made up your mind?

I was in the wrong frame of mind yesterday to write an article about statistics. I don’t know whether I will ever get into that frame of mind again.

Does your wife mind that you have three girlfriends

No but they all mind about it themselves.

You can sell your soul but can you sell your mind?

I don’t mind if he goes to the pictures tonight or not.

She’s got a very rapid mind ;it’s it’s the fastest one in the university but sometimes it runs away with her.

Well my husband was very broad-minded which is more than I can say for that narrow minded woman my mother.

His mind was like a rapier and he killed anybody he wanted to

You have to exercise your mind sometimes. You could try learning algebra or taking at watercolour painting.

She has got a very deep mind but is it worthwhile to develop it?

His mind is as shallow as a goldfish bowl alright but they get on fine.

He has got the best mind in Oxford.

Can you find out where he got it from?.

Keep your mind still and do not let it wander.

Do I have the right to imprison my mind?

The mind has mountains sheer cliffs of fall.

She made up her face while waiting for him to make up his mind.

If you are not in your right mind where can you find your wrong minds? Maybe the wrong one is the right one for this occasion

Don’t let it get on your mind let it float away on the current.

I will go for a walk to clear my mind.

My mind was stuffed with trigonometric formulas

You’re too greedy by half. I don’t care for your behaviour

I don’t really mind either way

I will keep you in mind while you are sitting examinations.

Are you going to pray for me?

You will do well in my mind forever.

She wants a designer mind.

Who is going to replace God?

Will Vidal Sassoon change the size of woman’s hair forever.

Did God mind?

Can a mind be wounded?

The king was very weak minded

I thought you were going to say very meek. winded

Shouldn’t It be wound?

I don’t see why I should always use the language everybody else uses.

Would you mind it or would it bother you if they used words they invented?

I don’t know my own mind on that matter.

Well it doesn’t matter to me if you don’t mind. I won’t know whether I mind or not till my heart feels something

I wonder how minds can feel when thry5 have no hands

Well if your heart is touched by someone’s kindness you will start to understand but I hope you don’t mind me telling you this

Odd road signs

1 Do not stop your car to read this sign.

  1. If you can’t read this sign get your eyes tested~unless you are illiterate
    3 This sign is not here till further notice
    4.This sign is here but don’t look at it
    5.This sign was paid for with your council tax
    6 This sign is not an omen.Evil is already here
    7 Criminals reading this sign, please call the police
    8 There are no signs till the other side if Hardnott Pass.Good luck
    9 Please do not touch this sign unless it is in braille
    10.If you can’t read this sign, phone 999.
    11 Don’t read this unless there is a traffic jam
    12 Signs washed daily by hand.Do not report as garbage
    13 Thank you for respecting our signs.
    14 Please do not fall off the pavement