Wednesday, 22 March 2017

Positive Thoughts

The injured and those who have lost
In last year's bomb attacks, a friend
Or family member, count the cost
Will this suffering never end?

But the human spirit soars aloft
Blame and hatred cast aside
The feelings they express are soft
In contrast to their bumpy ride...

Awareness tempers their ordeal
They see the world with outlook new
The lessons learnt are harsh but real
Positive thoughts now get them through.

Minutiae have quite lost appeal
How others see them, cuts no ice
Their values have been honed like steel
Perception won at roll of dice...

The perpetrators who believed
Their Holy War was justified
Have no reward but death received
Or will spend their lives «inside»...

(c) Poet in the woods 2017

Tuesday, 21 March 2017

22nd March - First Anniversary

Already one whole year ago
Interruption in the traffic flow
A bomb upon the Maelbeek track
Commuters suffer an attack!

Not far away the Airport quakes
The terrorists have upped the stakes
Innocent passengers in line
Will not make their flights this time ...

Such senseless actions – all confused
Shock! Horror! Items on the News
Communication lines get crossed
Vital messages are lost...

A nearby hotel* does its best
To help the victims, hurt, distressed
A repeat of Paris in the air ...
The city, shocked, is in despair.

The death toll mounts but who's to blame?
It's clear life here won't be the same
Security is now more tight
Patrolling soldiers stay in sight ...

Rising costs and rising fears
Recovery from this takes years
So spare a thought for those who've died
And the badly injured - who survived!

(c) Poet in the woods 2017

* Hotel Thon

35 deaths, including 3 terrorists and over 300 injured ...

World Poetry Day!

World poetry day! That makes me think
How inspiration takes a drink
In a trough filled choc-à-bloc with thought,
Words and feelings neatly caught

In the web that makes up who we are;
Impressions gleaned from near and far
Odd expressions, quirky views
Or something heard on morning news.

It's like a haybarn lying still
The words all jumbled up until
A spark will set my muse alight;
Images in my head ignite.

Our saving grace the metaphor
A useful trick where less is more
The mundane has another side
A hidden meaning steps outside!

I've said it many times before
The poet's role is to explore
The arcane workings of the mind
And try to capture the Divine.

(c) Poet in the woods 2017

Sunday, 19 March 2017

R.I.P. Chuck Berry (1926-2017)

Chuck Berry - ninety - now départs ...
Think «Johnny B. Goode» which topped the charts
How we danced and sang with «Maybellene»
What an icon of the music scene!

«Roll over Beethoven» hit the spot
A classical twist to modern pop
Charismatic Chuck launched his career
With «Rock and Roll Music» loud and clear!

A Libra from St. Louis way:
Brushed with the Law, was put away...
But the Sixties saw this all forgotten
As Berry got us all a-rockin'!

Records in millions were sold
Chuck, like Midas, turned to gold
With «No particular Place to go»
In time the whole world came to know

The genius of this pioneer
Foot-tapping, catchy, in-your-ear ...
A space now yawns where he has been
But his music lives on – ever green!

(c) Poet in the woods 2017

Died 18th March, 2017

Saturday, 18 March 2017

The Dutch Vote

Dutch Barn, Dutch Auction, Double-Dutch
All these expressions have a twist
What of the fine Dutch wife to touch?
A bolster you perhaps have missed!

With interest I contemplate
This stalwart country's cultural lore
Some words are used in pristine state:
«Apartheid» stays in fashion, hoor!

The «Dutch Treat» is no treat at all
«Dutch Courage» brings booze into play;
But «Going Dutch» in voting hall
Sends those Extremists on their way!

(c) Poet in the woods 2017

Friday, 17 March 2017

Winding Down

The weekend looms but all is still
One lone bird on my window sill
My terrace is a sorry sight
I'll need a day to get it right.

The radio buzzes as I clean;
Domestic Goddess ain't my scene
But needs must when the devil drives
Wow, my orchid still survives!

Spring's on its way - the dust must go
But my enthusiasm's low
Determined though to make a start
I roll my sleeves up and take heart.

Big tidy-up; I put away
Items that have gone astray
And bring downstairs my lighter coat
Though scarves stay handy for my throat!

Feast or Famine - that's my way
Six hours guiding yesterday;
No pressure now so I stay home
Spring cleaning till I hear the phone!

(c) Poet in the woods 2017

Wednesday, 15 March 2017

What is Truth?

It happens often when on line
Some lurid 'post' attracts my eye
A quiz invites me to waste time
Taunting me my skills to try.

How many fall right in this trap
And seem amazed at their high score
What hidden knowledge do they tap?
Myself, I think that less is more!

Are these set - morale to boost?
To think we know more than we do?
Ignorance comes home to roost
My trivia quotient is shot through!

The world moves forward at such speed
Those who learned from books are old
The internet creates a need
Which younger generations hold

To find out answers straight away
Though a quick foray on the Web
Yes, the Trivia quiz is fun to play
Though reference books are far from dead!

What price accuracy today?
Is 'Cut and Paste' work error-free?
We «sticklers» spot gaffes right away
Genuine research is key!

(c) Poet in the woods 2017

Title: famous quote from Pilate ...