Diamond Jubilee - Born to Destiny

Born to destiny, born to rule

Serene yet playful, regal, sublime

A monarch in waiting

Quiet beauty and style

Ruled by tradition, so brave to change

She's watched by the world

As she grows from a child

Intelligent, graceful, monarch in time.

The moment, untimely, she hears the news

Her father has passed, no time to mourn

Duty calls, as destiny cast.

Her tour of Africa, a brief sojourn.

Return to Mother, assume this role

Prepared for all of her life

Born to rule, she was taught

First a queen, second a wife

A year and more would pass before

Coronation day arrived.

Such pomp and circumstance unfolds

Gold horse drawn carriages, streets alive.

Ermin  and jewels adorn the crown

As she elegantly walks the aisle

Zadok the Priest by Handel played

She takes the throne, bejewelled in style

Centuries old and sparkling bright

St Edward's crown majestically worn

Rod of mercy, Sceptre and Orb

Royal ring of gems adorned.

"God save the Queen " is chanted aloud

Archbishop  of Canterbury and his throng

Pay homage to  Elizabeth Regina our Queen

Defender of faith, she pledged lifelong.

Commonwealth guests 8000 this day

Attended the Abbey  and privileged  they say.

Music played  as the ceremony closed

God Save the Queen, Stanfords epic score

Rang through the Abbey from ceiling to floor

Vaughan Williams Jubilate Deo rang out

As it met with the throngs so deep

Three million people lined the streets

To honour the young Queen and Philip!

And now fast forward 60 years, the Diamond Jubilee!

Faithful reign, subliminal charm Elizabeth our Queen

Has ruled by tradition, yet when times demand,

Been brave to change and reigned supreme

Annus horribilis springs to mind

A time she would rather forget

A time of adjustment from which she emerged

Graceful, regal, no need for regret

And now the trumpets will sound once more

The music plays on in her reign

only surpassed by Victoria, who

Served 3 yrs more in her name.

Loyalty, honour and elegance supreme

We, as her subjects look back on her reign

And rejoice in her dedication as we

Sing  God Save the Queen  again!

Its not my dance!

A new day dawns, birdsong greets us,

Through open window, such lightness of voice

Sounds unique to each of His species

To hear such joy from one so poised

Sitting atop the  wandering branches

Moving in flow with the breeze around

Precariously balanced to sing so freely

caressing our ears with each trill and sound

The blackbird unmistakenly cheeky

In song so happy and carefree, yet

loud chatter of magpies breaks serenity,

all Gods handy work , lest we forget!

Robin mischievously vies for attention

Appearing from nowhere to say hello.

Hopping and flirting as we work round the garden

"Any treats for me as you dig that hole?"

Long tailed tits grace us with presence

Not staying long for us to see

They stay in numbers as if for safety

So delicate, beautiful and graceful they feed

Neighbourhood cat enters the foray

Laying in wait for a chance to pounce

Oh how I anger at such impertinence

Then I remember it's not my dance...

Celestial Surge

The sun the moon and the earth combine

To create a unique phenomenon

The Severn river tidal surge bore

Surfers trying in marathon

Watch the swells, feel the wave

As it tempts the surfers to try  it

Thrilling experience, fun to do

Hundreds rushing to ride  it

Who would think that celestial bodies

Align to create this reaction.

Spring  tide  is the only time

You will capture the bore benefaction

Friends by chance

Friends by chance, We four shared  time

We laughed, we cried, Your home and mine

Yet still quite new, Our friendship grew,

Compared with some, We'd had for years

You'de never know that soon we'd learn 

one of us would share bad news

That life would change forever with

Those words we dread to hear

Of one so dear, not long to live

So sorry, live your life as best you can

For time we cannot give

Harsh words for such a kind good man

Disbelief, anger, sadness, no mans land

We try to talk, to see, to show our love

Alas, to no avail, How sad, that in those final days

 we cannot share that time With one we hold most dear

A friend for only a few years

But one who touched our lives

Will soon depart this life and those bereft

Of one so dear will cry but  yet survive

                                                                                               

Power of the Sea

Rolling, thunderous, crashing waves

Break along the glistening  sand

Foaming, rippling trails of water

Pushing, pulling the earth beneath

Watch the power of the swelling tide

As it gathers force and builds in height

Then arches high and tall before it breaks

The power of nature is a wondrous sight

I stand in awe entranced in awe

How do they know when to rise and fall?

Power of the land, power of the sea

Power of the lord, much higher than we

                                                                                                          

In my time of need (Graymoor)

I hear the call, I feel the pull of forces I know not

In times past I never heard or felt these things

But now in time of need, they call so loud

That ignore them I cannot

Your welcome words, your smiling face,

The kindest eyes

the warm embrace

In my time of need

I hear the happy singing

Guitars and tambourines

Children clapping, singing, laughing

All it seems at ease  

I enter into your world, 

no shame, no fear just love 

My soul  awash with gratitude

A gift from God above

I could never  know then that in years to come

Those memories would fade

Of This place,that rescued my battered soul

A place I would love so much

For without it I would die inside

And now awakened,  I realise

the Caller was there all along

my faith, my God, my soul

                                                                                                          

Letting Go

Letting go became my plan

a phrase learned from a gracious man                                                     

To ease the pain of one I love

Who could not see the light above

A lesson learned through time

I asked, “oh how Do I let go of one I love?”

To stand by and watch the self destruct

Is pain indeed

Years passed and light began to dawn

Upon my love, where will this lead

Time will tell, but I must let go

Allow the seeds of hope to grow

The dawn has now become the day

And progress has been soundly made

One so broken, one so raw

One so beautiful, grows in awe

I try to practice letting go

So hard to do for a while

Needs must, on we Step

Each day she blossoms, each day I smile.                      

Woodland Walk

A walk through the forest, those tall dark trees

Stretching up to heaven it seams

A clearing winds its way through  trunks

Where will it lead us, the excitement grows

Wait, don’t rush, there is much to be seen

It may be dark, but there’s life in the midst

Tarry, smell around you, look and feel

Fallen leaves move, a rustle, a sound

A squirrel, a mouse, a bird or some creature

Is intrigued by the arrival of  humans

Invading his space and making a fuss

Be quiet this is our home and we like it thus!

                                                                                               

Those Who Lived Before

Velvet ripples of  land unfold

In shades of green and sometimes gold

What life must  there have been before

Beneath these hills and vales and shores.

Roman ruins at Vindolanda

Monoliths at Stonehenge

Tease the mind and make you wonder

How life was lived by those before

Oh how I love to yomp the land

My mind plays games, I see the life

Of those who lived so long ago

No modern ways just toil and strife

How did they  live and grow and die

What smells were there, what love

Was there , like yours, like mine?

For those who lived so long ago

Imagine how they worked the land

Made tools and clothes, grow food

It must have been an arduous life

what pressures they endured

And those who lived along the shores

Of this beautiful varied land

Who swam and fished and hunted thus

To live and strive for a different life

So when we next roam those hills

And wonder how it must have been 

Spare a thought for how they toiled 

To eat and live and breath                                                                

Summer walk

Teasels dancing in the breeze

Swaying with their lofty height

Hawthorne perfume fills the air

Caressing  windy sunlight

Along the lane  perfume flowed

Haunting, teasing, potent

Spot the many kinds of flowers

Mummy asked us in that moment

As we wound our way along

the country lane we heard,

Mr Horsie in the field, he must

Have known we were there.

You see, we'd walked along this

Winding lane, so many times before

Sheep, cows, insects, flowers

Gods treasure trove explored

  

                                                                                              

Mummy dear

Oh, Mummy dear, if you were here

I'd hold your hand and then embrace

I'd stroke your hair and touch your face

I'd love you more than ever

If I could have just one more chance

To see the love in your deep blue eyes

Once more to feel your soft warm face

Your sweetest smile your deepest care

Remember  the cosy chats we had?

About your life, your mum and dad

The strife of life a family so large

Nine in total and all survived.

No mean feat in those old days

To feed and clothe so many

Yet gran and grandad nurtured all

Till grandad passed away.

I recall the stories, tales and all

Of memories gone by

Of aunties sewing dreamy dresses

To wear that night at the ball

I learned my sewing skills from you

And your sisters who were many

How do I make this, how do I make that

I enquired  as my dolls  didn't have any!

It doesn't seem so long ago

But 10 years have gone since you left

You departed this world peacefully

And we were left bereft

So when I think of you Mummy dear

I think of all the good things

Your love, your life your softest face

With me and cherished forever                                                             

Equatorial sunset

Awesome , surreal  equatorial sunset

Rippling waters double the impact above

Warmth of the glowing ethereal sky

Pacific ocean teaming with life thereof

     

Unseen until the arrival of sea birds

Hoping for plentiful food by chance

Punctuated by pelicans diving for food

Such accuracy given their clumsy stance

Scooping with that voluminous beak.

They get lucky and come back for more.

Cumbersome birds look too heavy to fly

Take a breather, feed young by the shore

      

As sunset gives way to cooler skies

Burnished colours now out of sight

Birdlife now quiet and time to rest

Night falls, skies dance with moonlight

                                                                                                       

Secret Thoughts

Vulnerable as a  babe in arms

Those wistful, watery eyes

A hundred secret thoughts we hear

But you will never know

Blue, so blue,  those eager eyes

What do they say? I cannot hear

Fragile as a newborn child

They stare into the abyss

Thoughts and feelings whirring round

Is there a reason, can it be found

Mystery, intrigue emanates

Do share your thoughts, my darling child

                                                                                                          

Bluebell Wood

Tread softly the woodland bluebell carpet

Audacious and proud they cover the ground 

As if longing to meet your hand's caress

Perfume so potent it follows you around 

Squirrels dance like fairies amongst them

Seemingly conscious of their delicate stance

Nuts secreted under and round them

There to be foraged at the first chance.

Blackbirds singing, chorus enchanting

Echoing loud from canopy to ground

Hopping through bluebells, seeing the squirrels

They quickly fly off where they can't be found

I love to walk the woodland seasons

Bluebells, wildlife, leaves and trees

Snowdrops, daffodils, bracken, birdsong 

Thrilling the senses an ethereal tease

Loving legacy

I can't believe that one so wise

Who helped so many 

Through his demise

A gentleman in every way

Has left this life and left so many 

Richer, for his words and love 

To wander freely without pain

And be with his maker, God above

He touched my life with one small phrase

"Let go my dear" 

And you will see the pain you feel

Will  disappear

He meant of course to learn the art,

To deny the torment,  to live in your heart

For one you love, but cannot help

"Let go with  love but dont take part"

I had the chance to say goodbye

Not long before your sudden depart

For that I'm grateful, for you have been

A leading light that lives on in my heart

Farewell my friend, I hope that we

Will meet again some day -

In a place where we all can 

Let go and let God, for that we pray

                                                                                   

My love is an ocean

My love like the ocean, ebbs and flows

It dances to the tune of life.

Deep and warm, intense and powerful

Light with laughter, dark with strife

First love excitement begins with thrill

Quivering feeling, breathless voice

Fluttery tummy, wobbly legs

Knees a knocking, was this my choice?

Lasting love and then we marry

He makes you happy, makes you laugh,

Then we talk about a family

Excitement as we learn the news

Motherhood  love, so truly given

Alas, this love is not to own

But there to nurture and protect

And then set free for them to roam

Love goes full circle, fact of life

Our parents age and then they die

We grieve and then we love in memory

A new child born, we love again