Script

It just comes on this need to write Put pen to paper Or text to type On the desk lay Words of Comfort Staged before Inspired thought Youth curtain call Note it down Do not ignore Niggle and doubt Life recall Begin next chapter There’s no rehearse One shot only Mid life verse.

Holiday

Terracotta rooftop Church Bell starts to chime Cobble Street upturning Terrace view delight Boat ride on the river Enjoy that scenic view Tour around the castle History versus new Feet begin to tire Back to hotel and retire.

Meander

Fern unravel Twist foot gravel Water shimmer Daylight glimmer Rock granite pile Path lead to stile Eyes meet the sky Hilltop high Find a resting nook By a babbling brook Brought a flask of tea To sit and share with thee.

Designer

Handbag highlight Rose gold glow Studded with diamonds High heeled show Beach gold sand In the palm of your hand Social elite Fight to compete Class no entry Fallen gentry.

Flight

Falling flight , endless air Faster, paper layers tear No parachute, no safety net Shard of glass upon the floor Is this life worth fighting for? I shall reflect a different door Endless day about to change Ascend from fall and up to grace Life now full of opportune A door of fate, a life

Change

That feeling of change You can’t undertand Just know that it’s certain Part of the plan Imminent it feels Yet the days fade When you look back It was already made.

Faith

Sat upon a walnut pew Sits a man of little faith Yet as he quietly sits there His mind does contemplate He sits as daylight closes Peace amidst birdsong Stillness and reflection Next chapter moving on.

Money

I wish people could notice Look up and see That most don’t have money So life isn’t free They say you don’t need it While I disagree Because the world rules on money Ruling out poverty .