Loveuary Day 20 Flowers and Chocolate

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

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Today  is  Day 20 of Loveuary. I have  had a  horrendous day and  not  feeling  at  all Loveuary!! Anyway  life is  not  always  what  we  would  like  it  to be  so! I  am going  to  mix  two prompts  Flowers  and  Chocolate. Now  to mix it up a  little,  I have  done  an Acrostic  poem spelling  chocolate  But  it is  about flowers?  Okay  I  got  confused  . So a  new poem about  chocolate  flowers….. and  an  old  poem written   about  exploding  flowers.

Chocolate, an  Acrostic  poem  about  flowers!

Chrysanthemums are just not  my style

Hosters   don’t  quite do it  either

Of course I will accept  them

Can’t  be  rude so I  smile

Only Sunflowers

Lilys of  white

Astors  bright

Tend my

Earth

 

Exploding  Flowers 

I had an exploding tin of flowers ,

It made me feel fine. I would slip out after hours

And watch the flying colours while I drink my wine.

 

I offered you my flowers I hoped to make you happy too.

Sadly you were allergic and you came out with symptoms like the flu.

I tried to put my exploding flowers back into the tin

It was so very hard to do my patience soon began to wear thin.

 

All I really wanted was to spread a little fun

But so far I’ve made you feel ill and I have cut my thumb!!

That’s it I have had enough now, they came out so they must go back in,

They wont , they don’t  OH! darn it I’ve had enough they are going in the bin!

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Loveuary Day19: Love Story

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

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Today  is  Day 19 of Loveuary. The  start  of  a love affair. A little  love  story  I  wrote  a  few  years  back  and  have  revamped  for  today’s  post.

Sitting at window each day

He sees her as he passes her way.

He drives to work early you see

And she is usually there  drinking  her cup  of tea.

Each morning as she starts the day

She hopes the loneliness will go away.

With her  cup of tea sitting in the bay

A lovely way to start the lonely  day .

 

He wonders what she would say

If he plucked up the courage and knocked at her door one day.

Perhaps an evening would be best,

With a bouquet of flowers and in his smartest suit dressed.

 

Looking out she’d often see the cars passing by while she is sitting there.

A handsome young man always looks her way,

So often now she almost gave  him a wave.

 

He looks so cute as he catches her eye

Each morning as he passes by.

She wonders would he ever stop

And through her door a note he would drop.

They could meet, that would be great

But just how to curve the paths of fate.

 

Time moves on and so does he,

He is one she no longer sees.

It is a shame she often thinks

As she sips her morning drinks.

 

One morning being early for work

She stops for a coffee to give her mind that extra perk.

Standing in the queue eyes wander

Landing on a profile that makes her heart beat stronger.

 

He parks his car everyday

From his work a healthy walk away.

He likes to exercise, he always wonders if the girl in the bay

Has noticed he no longer passes her way.

She was so cute, he thinks of her most every day.

 

As  he stops for coffee at the usual place,

Waiting in the queue he sees a familiar face.

So as they both turn and come face to face

She smiles at him their  hearts  pick up  the pace.

 

He flashes her his biggest smile

As butterflies tango in his tummy all the while.

Would she like a coffee she hears him ask,

She would and she tells him so,

Shall we drink it here have you time before you have to go.

So shall we leave them sitting there together now at last .

After  all the  time  that  has  past.

They do look happy to have met.

Their  future  now is  set

The shop is busy but they are all alone.

After work they both return to meet, he drives her home…….  ❤  ❤

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Stream of Consciousness Saturday: Ham

This  is  my  entry  for  LindaGHill‘s  SoCs, this  week  Linda  said  : Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “ham.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

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When I  was  at  home , as in childhood  home

Every Christmas Mum cooked  Ham on the bone.

Turkey  was obviously  cooked  too

Let’s  face it in  those  days what  else was  there  to  do?

 

On boxing  day  friends  were  round  , Dad would off food.

Would  you like  a sandwich  he  would ask

Everyone  said  please  not  wanting  to be  rude

Dad  would  bring in  a  huge plate  of  turkey sarnies, to  eat, our task!

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Every  year  we  fell  for  Dad  offering us  turkey  sandwiches…yes  there  were  a few turkey  sandwiches  on  the  top  the  rest  were  all  boiled  ham!

 

Loveuary. Day 18. Young Love

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

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Today  is  Day 18 of  Lovuary. I  have chosen  for  my  prompt  today, the  joy  of  seeing  your  children in  love. I wrote  this  poem  in 2012 about  my  eldest  son  and his  then  partner. Sadly  it  did not  last  but  that  is  love,  that  is  life. The  day I  mention here is  a  day  full of  love .

 

They burst in through the back gate like a summer breeze.

Just the sight of their togetherness is enough to make me feel at ease.

Laughing at the back door as I opened it looking for the keys.

Dropping in for lunch on route to a holiday,

Full of noisy chatter and lots of things to say.

Lunch was a joint effort for the four of us a treat .

Including all types of food it really was quiet a feat .

Talking loud’  well that always was his way

But that does not worry her they seem like friends at play!

We were not expecting them they’d rang the night before to say

That they would be dropping in  today

For a break on their way.

It was great to have a catch up so good for us all to meet.

To see your children with their partners is really something sweet.

Then with much a commotion forgetting this and that .

They  are  gone  in a  flash  forgetting  a  hat.

Then all was quiet the hurricane past

Driving off waving to their holiday at last

Be happy, be loving to each other be true.

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Loveuary Day 17: Never to See you.

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

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Today Day  17  I  am going  off  prompt  to  present  one of  my  own. I am a  grandma   of  a  beautiful  boy , ( dearest  boy, Newbie) . Sadly  things  have  not  always  run  smoothly  in  the  34 months that  he  has  been on  this  planet. I  wrote  this  poem at  worst of  times  for  me. Things  are  far  from  perfect  even  now  but  there is  a  thaw  and  we  do  see the  darling  boy  occasionally. Also  there is  another  grandchild  due in June ….another  boy. My  husband and I shall never  be  as involved  as  my  daughter in law’s  parents  but  that  is  not  for  lack of  trying.

So  today’s  post  is  about  the pain  caused  by  a  rift  in  a  family  the  love  for  a  grandchild  or  even  child  that  one  can  not  see  for  whatever reason. loveuary

Never  to  see  you  again.

If I never  saw  you again? I would not die.

There would be nothing I’d want to see. I would cry.

If I never  heard  your little voice? It would not be of  my choice.

There’ll music, speech and birdsong. Yet nothing to make  me rejoice.

 

So  full of  hopes  and dreams, for you was I

I hoped  to spoil  you, teach you, love you  then watch you fly.

I may not  witness all this now, it is true.

Please believe  me, to not see you, is not  what I want to do.

 

If I never  held  your hand again. It would cause  me pain

Photos  and second hand  news are not the same.

I shall carry  my  memories with me all the time

I shall savour  them as a glass of of vintage wine.

 

Let me tell you now, though  you may never see this page

I pray all this will pass and something will dissolve the ‘Adults’rage.

Watching  you from afar, keeping  you in mind, praying all will be well.

I shall pray every night  for sense to win out, and end this hell.

 

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Loveuary. Day 16: Devotion

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

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Today  is  Day 16 of Loveuary and  I  choose  Devotion for  my  prompt. Three Haiku

DEVOTION

His Devotion

He stood in  the rain

Outside her  window  to show

His true devotion

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Her Devotion

To show devotion

She wore  the  habit and  beads

She became his bride

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I would die  for  you

Always devoted to  you

Why are  you not  true

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WRITESPIRATION #103 52 WEEKS IN 52 DAYS WEEK 7 – The Space Between

This  is  my first  entry  to  Sacha Black‘s  #writespiration prompt  The  idea  is  to  write  a  story or poem  in  52 words  no  more no less and  this  week  we have  to include  the  theme  The  distance  between. Not  an  easy task  but I  love  a  challenge.

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The Distance  Between

Do you miss me still
Have you lost the will
To find me anymore.
The moon above us will shine
Our hearts and souls entwine.

I still reach out to you
I know my loss is not new
Yet I shall never give in to
The unkind and mean
The distance between…

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