Aug 13

Sorrow is a mist that clings

Sorrow is a mist that clings

Sadness is a cloud that haunts

Loneliness is moving in fog

Depression is the land of no sun

Feb 23

Saturday night

Crash bang wallop

It’s Saturday night fun

Rolling in the street

it’s only just begun

Bruising and Kicking

Shouting & Screaming

No  worries  No cares

All be forgotten

When another day dawns

I’m sure there’s something to remember

Can’t recall what

A few pints more and it will all come back

A fool for the night no harm done

Victims you say ?

Well maybe one

They’ll be all right – they usually are

More tomorrow whoever they are

Feb 22

First Attempt

Spurned on and goaded

Determined and driven

An attempt without knowing

Success or failure were not the outcomes

It was the having a go that made the difference

We learn by trying

We build on experience

We are nothing without making an attempt