Category: Thinkings and poems

An old man kissed my hand  outside a shop

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An old man kissed my hand  outside a shop
My hair was gleaming in the yellow sun
What surprise, what care, but what a shock

What grace there was in customs , mainly stopped
My face was bright, my  stockings had no runs
A man  just kissed my hand  outside a shop

I   should have done a selfie, what a cop!
I bet  he fell in love ,ah Beatrice won
What surprise, what care, but what a shock

He was not drunk, his  hands had just been mopped
I  had not  been  so  touched by anyone
Till this  man  kissed my hand  outside a shop

In a silent morning, love erupts
We know what’s passed but not what is to come
A man  just kissed my hand  outside a shop

Give us  our  applause, oh  come on,clap!
I think we’ve fallen off the usual map
An old man kissed my…

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Swallow my words

What is that animal on your head?

Most people call it hair

Why are you writing?

So you will go away

Is that sarcastic?

No,just sincere

Why are you so horrible?

God never said.

Surely you were not born to be rude

It seemed a good idea at the time.

What time?

Ask your clock.

We don’t talk to the clock

There is always a first time.

Do you eat coke?

No I drink it.

I just don’t know what to say

Then keep quiet,please.

I can’t keep quiet

Then I might lose my temper.

I don’t care

The door is in the hall.

Shall I take it ?

It’s hard to swallow a door.

Just leave it.

It’s rude.

So are you.

Abuse in France

Boris Johnson is a Catholic

So was Hitler

Catholic priests can’t marry

It’s cheaper to let them abuse children

But most men don’t have any Desire for abusing children

Makes me wonder,,. ,.,,…..

Don’t tell me that’s why they be became priests?

At least Hitler didn’t go to Church.Likely he’d have burned those to.Who wants to risk of being condemned from the pulpit?

Except they did not speak out.

My wife

Digital image by Katherine

My wife is unfaithful

Oh dear

She sleeps with me to annoy her boyfriend

Do you mind?

Well I gave up minding

Should you get divorced?

A good idea.She can be even more unfaithful.

You have an unusual mind.

It’s not difficult if you marry the right kind of woman

The wrong type, one might say

I talke your point

Where to?

Don’t tell me you have schizophrenia as well

Is that a sin?

How many times have you toyed with her?

She seems hard to penetrate.

Choose, your wife or schizophrenia

Why such black and white thinking

Is she Chinese?

No but I am

Low and small

O,By Katherine

The quiet and humble do their work

While we proud for rewards lurk

We think that being well behaved

Ensures that we in heaven will praise

Do we think God’s deceived

When every atom is perceived?

Humble like the little snail

Pray that true good will prevail

O

Goose

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Disoriented, lost,the wild goose flew

Seeking for its mate which lately died.

As if it never saw ànd never knew

The mourning song of doves is not a lie

So birds and other creatures share our pain

Hoping that the lost will soon return

Yet this is final, none will come again.

Unless we day dream, till we lose our way

Believing our own fantasies, we pay

And so our heart will freeze or it will burn.

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The second story I ever wrote

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“Your eyes are like deep pools in the  Indonesian ocean” he murmured into Annie’s ear.He gently took hold of her and pulled her down onto his knee.
Just as he did that, his Habitat chair collapsed and they  fell onto the floor.,the chair in bits around them.
Have you got your mobile,my sweetheart ?”he whispered romantically,
“I think you’ll have to ring 999.”OK,my  archangel” she  prattled,
” Operator,it’s my lover’s chair again.It keeps collapsing,can we bring into A and E to be fixed?”
“Well he can’t go to bed anymore so we really need this”
Just then a pebble hit the window,it was his wife coming back from Sainsburys” she’s lost her keys.
.Oh,wonderful,just at the right moment” he shouted,”Hello,mary,here is Annie,she’s a chair surgeon!”
“Oh,that’s good”, Mary muttered enigmatically,” Do you ever do beds?” “Why?”
“Well ours is always collapsing,another of life’s mysteries.”
“Why,you are so beautiful Mary,You are…

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Unless I love the lost too.

Katherine's avatarHow my heart speaks

 

  • I can’t love you
    without loving the whole world too.
    I can’t open my heart
    unless everyone can be part.

    Wait for me.
    I’m not afraid.
    Wait for me.
    I may be delayed.

    I see you in my mind,
    Smiling, sad and kind.
    I can’t love you
    Unless I love the lost too.

    Give me your hands
    Outstretched across the world.
    We’re all one
    Love has begun

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The walking frame and the smile

I saw you struggling with your walking frame
Guessed that you must suffer too much pain
I smiled because you caught my sidewards glance
Then  your face too by  smiling was enhanced

So  often older people are ignored
Lost and lonely hidden at the core
Once this man  fought in a  major war
I hope by some fine friend he was  restored

I saw him disappearing  down the  road
His posture more erect,  his back less bowed
And in my heart I felt the smiling too
 Enchanted by the essence , by the cue.

I got on a bus,  ignored my phone,
Smiling   still I  pushed the door key home

Enrich darkness with our gifts

From the sun, low in the sky,
Light falls slantwise to my eyes.
Trees bud, though invisibly,
Nothing that our eyes can see.

Bulbs shoot up from dark cold soil
Where worms and beetles quietly toil.
We take for granted air and sky,
Love the birds we see fly by.

But who can love the worms and slugs
And those creatures we call bugs?
So in our dark cold winter time,
Praise these creatures in the grime.

Without these worms, our crops would die.
No cornfields here for us to lie,
Amidst the poppies’   wild red  blooms.
So we forget all winter’s gloom
.

Praise the snails and bees and ants
For these and spiders, let’s give thanks.
As the lightness needs the dark,
From darkness come life-giving sparks.

Enrich darkness with our gifts.
Look not always to the swift.
Slow and patient like these worms,
Nature’s lowness is my theme

Don’t bite the pullet

He suffered from botanic disorder for tears

His brother befriended Horror Know Us

Mother was my guest for months at a time.

Father escaped from prison before he said one sentence let alone a paragraph

Others were too polite to say they were flying

I am afraid of harpies the virus.

Should I blush don’t stare

My bubble was square.Am I an addict? To what ? To woo be who?

I lied last week

By Katherine

Beef cough drops

Sherry rifles with bullets

Chicken shampoo

Wholy tribunals

Bene Friction

The shoals under ground

Give me transgressions

What is the arm of the law?

Boil all my bunions and slice thickly with your wife before making the tart

You can buy tart shells in Tesco s

The police have their charms or use subtle hints.

Who likes peppermint dreams?

Abide me,o Lord till I am very glad

I offer up. my arthritis for those souls in purgatory who feel the same..

Don’t tell me you lied last week

Where once a cat

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The apple tree,now bare of leaves,
Still bends in worship to the sun.
The sap flows down into the earth
Its fruiting year is done.

Where once a cat sat on the branch,
And children played below,
Now only sparrows hunt for crumbs,
and patterned snails slide slow.

The sun is setting to my left;
where is the slivered moon?
The day is deeper than a dream,
and over all too soon.

Oh,come,my lover,to my bed
And hold me in your arms.
I’ll rest against your fragile chest,
Whilst you enjoy old charm

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