Bridie

Her blue eyes show joy in her face
Spreading humour all over the place
Soft and gentle but tough as can be
Got that from her Irish ancestry
She thinks about every person she knows
Leaves a memory everywhere that she goes
Helping people with her loving soul
I liked her So much from the word go
Jesus has reached his hand to send
away he takes our kind lovely friend
Bridie our loving thoughts are with you
And will be till the very end

Positively negative

I've always wondered how confident people are so magnetic
They walk in with a presence and charismatically get it
Friends surround them with affectionate tone
Their always important and never alone
What makes them so good at it ?
I'll never know
I just muddle through life accidentally digging a hole
Forever dieting while gaining pounds
Short and round with a hobbiton frown
confident people are tall and slim
Walk through a storm and come out smiling.
Calm and controlling, smile as they hurt, I even look strange in my KFC shirt
Bilbo Baggins looks completely sweet
In his smart striped suit with hair on his feet
It's strange how some always fit in
And others are as Golum
wearing a ring
Possessed by the mess they find themselves in while drowning they're sorrows with a bottle of gin.

Pleasure with death

He lie there in the darkened room
For him, life was over far too soon
The sun was shining through the bay
A flash of light shone where he lay
It said get up, get up, come and play
you will dance the night away
he passed away before his time
He could not dance, no mean or rhyme
His body broken to an end
The sickness bad, he could not mend do not mourn with anger so
seeing his person, placed in that hole
you will see him dancing soon
Joyful, at peace and with his soul
He was risen from the bed
The moment he was lie down dead
An angel came to lead him on
Take him away with a beautiful song
Those that love have welcomed him
To the wonderful place without a sin.
Think of the good that you remember
Be forever joyful in life, from January till December

Life is a shopping mall

When I walk through the high street
I don't know what I'll find
Looking for nothing
Of any particular kind
People, they pass me
Each and every day
No thought of acknowledgement
Just passing their way
Whichever place I choose
To have a browse
Like a strange kind of world
Within a different crowd
Taking a turn is a thoughtless decision
though it could change life
Into an inquisition.
Leading to confusion making mistakes
Buying the wrong things
Changing the stakes
Looking through the years
At the bridges once burned
Thinking hard at all the errors completely unlearned
no regrets? Well maybe a few
chosen another shop
Would have avoided the queue
Saved some money richer in life
Not much would be a waste
Far less of the strife
oh well tomorrow's a different day
Walk down the high street
And spend some of my pay

Contemptuous thoughts of a professional

A slice of the blade
cut into her soft young flesh
Two inches below her ample breast
How could his corrupt mind
think such a way
with a retractor opening
her small rib cage
I suppose he is a man
As a child, he hoped to do good
using whatever skills
That his kind should
inside her body
It feels such a pleasure
He spent so long making the measure
Inserting the tube designed for the job
Perfectly placed by a professional snob
Her life became greatly improved
Gave the girl vibrance,
extending her years, enabling her move
open heart surgery
changed lots of lives
From the birth of what's hope
Entered greatened times
Extending the young girls fragile life

A good boss

A man was brought before the judge
The judge asked "why has this man been brought before me" "because he stole bread from me your honour" replied the large suited man.
"Well, what have you to say for yourself peasant ? ".
A skinny man in rags stood to speak
" I am paid three guineas a week" your onour", "two guineas pay the rent, leaving one guinea for utility, little Albert and eferyfing else", " I was ungry sir".
The judge looked very sternly at the the skinny man and shouted out in his roughest voice. "take this man out and give him six lashings"
Then looked at the fat suited man and in an even rougher voice " take this man out and flog him six times", "why said the fat suited man ?"
The judge stole a stare at the fat suited man and replied "if this man is employed by you and you cannot afford to give him more than a meagre wage, then you should break your bread with him, so that he need not have had a reason to steal.

A Word

Hello Friends

This is just a short message to all that have read my poems ect.
I hope that I have not offended anyone, I am not anti American, Russian, Muslim, I am not against any good people with money either. I have always been a very sensitive person that cannot help but feel another's suffering. It pains me to know that so many people in the world are hungry or hurting either through war or famine and other atrocities, this is worsened by the greediness and selfishness of the worlds very richest people.
It also causes me distress when I read of such things like murder, rape and the hurt of the vulnerable such as children and the elderly.
Of course there's nothing I can do about it, so I write words.
I also condemn corrupt politics and people in positions of power that abuse that status, who use it against the vulnerable and weak.
Sometimes I believe that I am not meant to be in this cruel world, there's probably thousands of people who feel just like me.
The only advice I can give to them is to say. 'Be who you are, do not intentionally hurt anyone and have faith in god (whoever your god may be)
The cruel will not go unpunished and the vulnerable will eventually gain the full recognition of eternity with their maker.
Let Jesus be your strength and guide you through all the hardships of your life. Thank you for reading my words. I hope that you get some pleasure from them.
[John 3:16]