POET’S (Lament?)
Ferret out my best poems
And put them on display
I’ll write some more tomorrow
Or maybe the next day
Choose the ones you want to hear
And I will recite them to your listening ear
But remember – live this moment now
For some day I will disappear
And you will forget that I was ever here
FINANCIAL SCHEMERS
I’m going to write a poem today
About those who would say:
“There’s no point in writing poems”
“It’s a distraction and no money in it anyway”
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Who are ‘they’ you might ask…?
Well – ‘they’ are obsessed with their task
Of money making…
Which sometimes includes illness-faking
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Cooking up lies –
With conspiracy ‘thought-baking’
You have come across such?
Whose heart is in the money
Mercenary in the extreme
They are not what they seem
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Pseudo-sick-days off work
Making extra dough
With their latest dodgy scheme
Well – as I say – you know the type I mean
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One track mind – money all the time
Cajoling you to part with your money
Slabbering out their deceit
Words of bitter honey
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Their anger may arise
If their scheming you can’t abide
Going off in huffs –
When their bullying you deride
How hard it is for a rich man schemer
Drop the ‘beautiful’ from the dreamer
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Uncertain riches can pierce you through
With many sorrows
‘Take no thought’ we are told
‘For tomorrow…’
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We know it’s not the money at fault
It’s the way it can totally steal your heart
Watercolour 22
The paintings I have been posting in recent days signal a return to pure watercolour. All may know that it is a unique medium – like no other.
It is – it’s uniqueness and unpredictability that is both a challenge and a joy.
All my paintings go up and down the scale from the intuitive to the naturalistic.
At the moment they are naturalistic as expressed uniquely through the dance I have with the watercolour medium.
(You may have noticed a few trees in recent posts. 🙂)
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