Surrender by Anon

Surrender

Give yourself up
to the wafting of the breeze;
throw yourself upon the mercies
of the vibrant pastel azure
of the sky in any,in every,season in either hemisphere.
By goat or crab it has no matter,no meaning
but how it is interpreted.The granite blue of deepest despair
or the baby blue of a new-borns milky sock.
Turbulent sea can represent passion,not only
indecision;can show the tempestuousness of
a lovers lusty indiscretions or the
torrid intertwining of a scalene
menage a trois.
Relinquishing all before the planes of
nature: feel the cold sea on your naked flesh;
taste the kamikaze-rain;witness
the murders of the sky as our star
wakes and sleeps;inhale the perfume
of blossom,of trees,of fauna; hear
the cries of every specimen of
creature in existance.
And marvel.
Surrender.

Change by Anon

From Rainfall to Shine
From Grey Skies to blue
And Water to Wine
From Falsehood to True
If therein there lies
A Pearl of Great Price
Then what of the rest, and the lost and the found
And which of us acknowledge the duties by which we’re
bound,
And give to our Brethren that which is due,
And keeping back nothing, nor giving in lieu.
What gives and receives in equal aplomb,
In the sure Certitude of the Judgement to come,
And knows that the world of beyond,
When all is discovered, and none can be Spared,
From Justice and Punishment equally shared.
When nothing is sure, And nothing is True,
When All is confusion and everything Strange,
There can be but one Conclusion,
“plus ça change”.

Mother by Anon

Hey mum, I miss you
Hey mum, I miss you
Hey mum, I miss you
My life is dying without you
My eyes are crying for you
My heart is reaching for you
Help me mum
Mother, you’re my Samaritan
You are my lost vallium…
Here I’m now suffering
Looking for the covering
Of my inner soul
The one you roll
and gently hold
in your silk hands that
make me breathe
Mother, please
Come back to me

Mother by Anon

I have the best Mum in the World
I know you don’t believe me
But its true
Kindness, Love and warmth
Humour and vitality
She brings joy with her –
Support to everyone
No one is left out
If all people were like
My Mum
The world would be ok