If I were a flea just imagine how tiny my little finger would be if I were a flea

But If I were a seagull, would it be illegal, to lie and pretend I were an eagle

Could I be a monkey or maybe an ape just think how much it would thrill her if I were a gorilla

It would be nice to be a block of ice floating on an arctic sea

But what with global warming sending out a warning

I would soon melt and become part of the sea

And I don't think that's really me

I just wanted to be something you could rely on

So, a tiger is out and so is a lion

Cos I would just as soon eat you rather than greet you

With a smile just like a Hawaiian

For a while, I thought I could be a crocodile but on second thoughts it was just not my style

And I ruled out being a dog or for that fact a small hedgehog and in no way could I be a frog

But what if I got into the habit of being a rabbit and spend all my life feeding and breeding

A bat, a gnat, a chitchat

A cat a wombat or bees I couldn’t be bothered with any of these,

but a piece of cheese would be a breeze

But the thing is I am just a mere man

 a spec in the universe

and that is all I am

Too 2

Too many secrets are kept
Too many lies to quote
Too many tears are wept
Too many words are wrote
Too many people are poor
Too many lives are lonely
Too many children go hungry
Too many pains to endure
Too many regrets are whispered
Too many lives are taken
Too many people are homeless
Too many sins to confess
Too many men die young
Too many hurts are hidden
Too many heroes unsung
Too many things forbidden
Too many words are spoken
Too many souls are bought
Too many hearts are broken
Too many wars are fought

Feeling Low

No child of mine will carry my name
No life will make that plea
I die and take my name unclaimed
Only a memory

To friends and those who read my words
And listen to my mind.
I leave a wisdom my life has learnt 
Written and left unsigned

I leave my love, I had a lot 
But those I gave it to
Were always just beyond my reach
Beyond my sight and view

I leave a heart it's worth a lot
I never used its power
I held it out in front of me 
It's worms that now devour

Forbidden Fruits

Some fruits are so called, forbidden fruits
But this fact, I doubt is true
To some that which is forbidden
Is to others, to pursue
Some look down, upon virginity
To others, it’s an absolute must
And love between same sexes
Can divide the Just, from Lust
You must accept, what you are presented to
With a contemplated sight
For you see white is white unless you view it
In the darkness of the night
So many times I was told,
That this, or that, was bad to do
Only to find, those that told me
Did it themselves, its true
Do what I tell you not what I do
That was the rule to follow
But somehow that rule to me was so, very hard to swallow.
Enjoy your fruit, forbidden or not
It’s for you to decide

Hope

Sleep softly my little one, go play on a cloud
Sail on the still waters, stand tall and stand proud
For you are a prince with stars in your eyes
Adored by the thousands, graceful and wise

Sleep softly my little one the future is yours
You are the wild seas, breaking on distant shores
You are a gentle breeze blowing softly on high
Calming the storm, calming her cry

A whisper, a hug, a kiss on the brow
You're the past and the future the here and the now
Sleep softly my little one for soon will be morn
A new day will begin a new day will be born

You will step out to the cheers and out to the cries
People shouting your name with tears in their eyes
For you are their future their hopes and their pride
To lead them to show them for you are their guide

Time to lose some weight

Time to lose weight before I fall flat
Cut out this and cut out that, exercise more and lose all of that fat
Cut out the booze the chocolate and sweets
Put on your trainers and get on your feet

Is it all worth it I ask myself?
When I see all the chocolates there on the shelf
Then ping goes a button and reality kicks in
I have to lose weight I have to get thin

It's, not me that is making me burst at the seam
It’s all of those Fry-ups and pudding with cream
So January the first I shall start to cut down
I will get off my backside and move more around

It is now ten days on I have been really good
I have done all the things and cut out what I should
I jump on the scales to see what is shown
And to my delight I have lost half a stone

If the shoe fits

Why it is that woman will always try to wear a smaller shoe
Is it so unfeminine to have big feet?
We all know if you squeeze your feet into a shoe when its new
You have more chance to get corns even if the shoes look so neat

One woman decided the factory to sue
Because she had so many corns
But the company finally won its case
Saying her shoes were too small and she knew

The woman was so angry that on one winter's night
She went to the factory with the shoes she had bought
She looked at the company in her hand was a light
The factory was burned to the ground on that night

And in the end the evil woman was caught
At the trial, her barrister was asked
Why would a woman do such a thing that had passed?
She just stood there with the shoes she had bought

He said she had been like this from the day she was born
He explained that with the shoes that she had worn
Proves that the adage some people might say
Hell hath no fury like a woman corn

Getting old

I got an ache in my hip and a pain in my knee

My fingers are all bony and it's killing me

I have an ache in my side and an ache in my head

I might just as well stay right home in my bed

I have cramp in my leg and my big toe is throbbing

My eyes are so sore with all of my sobbing

My wrist is so weak and my fingers can't grip 

I even have problems with the doing up my zip

Am I getting old? Am I getting all past it? 

I can't pull the birds I might just as well quit

Don't look at my belly and never see me bare

Now I am beginning to lose all of my hair 

The years float on by Ain't it great getting old 

Ain't it great wearing glasses ain't it great feeling cold

I'm a little bit deaf and my eyesight is weak

And I always now seem to wake wanting a leak

But I have all of my senses and am still able to write

And I really don't mind wearing specs for my sight

I know I now need a stick to help me to walk

But I can still play with the gadgets I have bought

A Christmas Poem

And now it's time to think of Christmas, and all that that entails,
With excited children, lots of presents, carols and winter tales.
And if it snows and robins fly, then all will be so fine
Lots of food with nuts and fruit and drinks of hot mulled wine

We’ll decorate the Christmas tree and hang up pretty things
And sing of shepherds, angels on high, manger's
 and The Three Kings
I’ll put up Holly around the house, not forgetting the mistletoe
Light up a welcoming roaring fire and listen to the North wind blow,
So soon comes Christmas eventide, small children are put to bed
And later we’ll climb the creaking stairs, shoes off, and softly tread
But first the presents around the tree now everything is set
I’ll sit and read my bank account and wonder about my debt,
Not only that, my credit card is busting at the seams
While innocent ones sleep peacefully indulging in their dreams.

So now it's Christmas day at last, the children are awake
The turkeys in, the cake is made, there’s nothing more to bake.
Let’s celebrate the birth of Christ on this cold winters day
I wish all dreams you have come true and send happiness your way.

Tickle me

Tickle my fancy come play with me

Hug me squeeze me come sit upon my knee

Make me tingle lets have a fling

Stir my emotions make me Zing

kiss my neck and whisper softly

all the things you want to do with me

Take me to Rome wine and dine me then take me home

wrap me in lace and Broderie Anglaise

Bath me in milk and polyurethane foam

Fly me to Rio lets dance in the streets

Make love to me neath silken black sheets

Tell me you love me in french and Italian

Call me a puppy dog and then a white stallion

So tickle me baby let's have a fling

The Magic Wood

My love and I sat and watched the firefly’s shine
I gave her a garland of leaves for her hair
She promises always to be mine
She was my sweetheart Claire
It was in the magic wood that I, Gave my heart to her
She smiled so sweet and took it
No sound I heard, no trees did stir
In every boys heart, there is a place
Just like the magic wood
Where secret things and fairy rings, and stuff none understood
In that moment of time I gave my heart away
And the firefly’s shone as she looked upon
My heart and her magic leaves bouquet

Raindrops

Listen to the rain, fall upon the flower petal
Then bounce right back down, to the soil
And finally there to settle
Feeding the ground, with its life given power
Until the time comes, for another shower
See the flowers colour, to attract the honeybees
See the rain a-falling, upon their gentle wings
Refreshing up the colours as pollen flies upon the breeze
Listen to the gentle rain and see all that it brings
Feel the crispness beneath your feet
To smell the freshness of the mornings air sweet
See the Deer play happily
Watch the foxes dart around the tree
Make the first frosty footprint in the snow
Feel the first autumn breezes blow
To be alive on this autumn morn
To see the rabbits with their new-born
This is my wealth, this with my health
What more could I want, I would tell you true
What more could I ask for than to share all this just with you

Who am I?

The tail of a single cloud fades into the blue sky
As I gaze into the emptiness I wonder
Who am I?

The single continuing note of the skylark cries untiringly
Again I utter a sigh
Who am I?

Fluttering as if standing still, the Yellow-winged Darter dragonfly
Hovers nearby
His wings appear still as if he is hung by a tie
And then whoosh, he is gone in the blink of an eye
Not even wishing me a fond goodbye

The sun beats hot on this day in July
Making the earth feel warm, on the spot where I lie
All is good, as I drink the flask dry
And take another slice from my Apple pie
A busy bee flys by, I bet he never asks
Who am I?

A walk with nature on an October morn

I wake to touch the October morning chill
The early dew glistens in the mornings hue; it softens the low mist that abounds
A fox scurries away after his night of slaughter
Whilst mushrooms make their early morning rounds, only to disappear before the dew dries

As the day takes over from the dawn
Crows proclaim their territory and squabble with the rooks
The last murmurs of the morning chorus end its melodious run
A field mouse hurries away and awaits to coming of the warming sun
This October morn sends a shiver down my spine, its beauty personified by its stillness
My breath fogs the air like a puff of smoke that mingles with the early morning mist
Only to lose its authority to the surrounding break of day haze 

Crunching sounds of each step echos on the frosty grass, leaving a first impression
The only clue that I had walked this way before
Soon many will follow to hide my trace, as in my life, my achievements are marred by those more worthy of recognition
October morn I cry out to you: Be my inspiration, and warm me with your promise of the day-ahead

Too soon I will bewail your passing, too soon will Mother Nature cast her winter cloak
But I know you will return once again to thrill me with your splendour
I will awake once more to touch your morning chill

I will prevail

I fight you, my foe, each day, but you will never win
For in the end I will prevail
Like an outstretched fist you grasp my every tissue
Bit by bit, you tear each one, rejoicing in my pain
You hold me locked in your bastion of hurt
Tied to the slab of torture
Each turn of the screw drives me into a new degree of anguish
Oh, pain why do you haunt me so?
Each day I try to escape from the hold you have over me
But your grip and clasp hold my body like a spider holds its prey
Must I endure your power over me for ever? Will I ever be free?
Or do I go to my grave with you still clinging to my every fibre
Oh, pain why do you haunt me so?
I fight tirelessly with the wounds you inflict upon me
Until I am free, for free I will be, I too am resolute with dark hopes
For to give in to your
unending torment, is to lay beside the hand of death

into the depths of your mind

Your eyes have an enchantment that is pulling me into the depths of your mind
They play with my psyche until I know not where I am, lost in the inner sanctum of your soul
Why do you amuse yourself with me so? Am I not a man with a mind of my own? Can I not control my own destiny?

You toy with my heart, a heart I have no control of, lost in turmoil, in a world of despair
Take me now and crush me without faltering for I am not worthy to gaze once more into the pleasure that is your eyes

Longing

I gaze into the depths of the Autumn night and ponder upon your presents
That last time I saw you, you had an urgency in your look
A gentle crease formed a smile that made your lips glisten in the reflected moonlight
As you bid me farewell I felt an emptiness fall upon me
The smouldering promise in your eyes had teased me with an anticipated expectation

Now I wait, with each hurting moment without you, prompting my aching heart
To beat a little faster, as the moment of your arrival draws ever nearer.
Then you are here, that echoic smile pulls me to your arms and we embrace, I touch
your hair, longing to touch your lips with mine, you draw closer to me, I can feel your rhythmical heart pulsating in accompaniment with mine, as we kiss.

A frisson flows through my veins, to bolster my now intense passion, how can one caress, one gentle kiss, generate such all-encompassing powers? She melts into me, in a relinquishing submissive posture, she is mine.

My Desires for you

I want to float on your charms
And drink in your smile
Sip from your hand
And touch your perfume
Let me taste your lips
And hold on to your breath
Let me lick on your fingers
And caress your breast
Taste your feelings
Feel your hopes
Hold your heart
Eat your fear
I want to feel your pleasure
I want to hold your hand
Grasp your happiness
And Sense your sadness
Be part of your emotion
Understand your sensitivity
I want to clutch your expectations
Mingle my warmth with yours
Be on your mind
Touch your dreams
Reflect in your eyes when you wake
Hold you in my arms when you sleep
Be near when you want me
To sense your nearness
Fly with you
Cry with you
Laugh with you
Die with you
I want to digest your body
Feel your breath on my neck
Drift on your whispers
I want you

My Sweet little Butterfly

She flutters by like a butterfly
Floating on the crystal sky
With emerald eyes and a rosy smile
She's a pleasure to any man’s eye

The clouds on high gather in fluffy white clusters
And play hide and go seek with the sun
While the birds use the thermals to swoop and to dive
And enjoy the day just having fun

Then I meet her and greet her my cute butterfly
We walk hand in hand by a stream
And we kiss and we love and we feel the sun's heat
As we cuddle and warm in its beam

As the sun bids farewell making shadows grow longer

We kiss and caress our goodbye
And then she is gone on a wing and a song
She's my cute little butterfly

Tomorrow we will meet once again by the stream
We'll just gaze into each others eyes
Is this real what we feel, could it be so ideal
Is this where true happiness lies

All my life I have lived as if in a dream
Seeking that which we all so desire
I have found my true love, but she's just out of reach
Like a butterfly fluttering by

Pirates Gold

 This chest I did win in a game with the dice
Against an old haggard sea dog one night
On the deck of an old pirates vessel
Neath the stream of the yellow moonlight

Inside was a map and an old parchment scroll
With a message, I shall now foretell
So gather round me hearty's and pin back your ears
For the words, I shall whisper not yell

Whosoever finds this map?
Will, if they follow with a care
Be rich beyond any dreams you may hold
On this I declare.
You will need strength and some cunning
It's not for the weak but the bold

Before you are dangers of many sorts
For take heed, you will not be alone
To seek all my treasures of loot and plunder
Many have died just to own
With diamonds and pearls fit for any crown, that sit upon a throne
On an island off the coast of Africa, quite close to Sierra Leone

There are those who would murder to lay their hands
Upon all my gems and my gold
So beware my lovelies never say
That you were never told

I have placed a cross where the riches lay
But my friends you must take heed,
There are many perils to overcome
Before you fill your greed

Be sure to be many, as many will die,
On your journey to discover my treasures
Take women and rum along with you to
But remember be sparing with pleasures

For you will need all your cunning and stealth,
Before your hot grasping hands
Can open the door and look upon
All of my worldly wealth

I have written this scroll as I prepare for my death
For I am old and close to finishing my days
So follow my map and let you be led
And I promise you will be amazed

So I gathered a crew of assorted roughnecks
To sail upon the high seas
A scurvy lot to behold as they stood on the decks
With their beards blowing free in the breeze

We sailed for many a month, but I would never let on
Where we were heading or why we were sailing
For I held safe to my chest that map that I held
And the treasure that I was a-trailing

At last the cry of "land ahoy" was heard
As an Island in sight we beheld
I rowed with a party of trustworthy men
It was gold in our nostrils we smelled

We followed the map to the place where the cross
Marked a patch on the ground where we dug
To discover a chest overflowing with gold
And a picture of a pirates mug

So you see my fine friends if you ever play dice
With an old sailor on board of his boat
You might just win a map marked up with a cross
And then maybe your the one that's afloat