In the garden pristine
to wonder, to dream.
With expectations high;
they take off and fly,
returning once again
to where they remain.
little blackbirds flew away
the nest was bare
they were no longer there
where had they gone
shed a tear for them
that is nature’s way
of saying goodbye
Singing throughout the day
as the rain falls silently
blackbirds begin to nest
the spring brings love
with young to cater for
the birds sing throughout the day
A Girl in Amsterdam
their was a girl in Amsterdam
who was quite a fancy
and when she spoke to you
she said her name was Nancy
breaking down these stereotypes
and being a bit pricey
next door to her
they looked a little dicy
walking away I turned back
they had already retreated
the lights had gone out
and my wallet was depleted
Grey days
grey days
lead to contemplation
of sunnier times
when all those around you
have lost their way
when the fog of doubt
clouds the mind
and the notion of thought
becomes an ocean
and the stars no longer shine
where is that compass of mine
The fall of memory
the rain falls
pitter patter
on the tin roof
let them fall
the sound reminds me
of distant memories
The waiting darkness
Slowly being left behind
eroded in the sand
forgotten by time
like the fading Sun
the day has come
to leave these regrets
to the waiting darkness
Haiku 3,3,3 Grey Hair
my grey hair
showing through
bamboo shoots
call of the hoopoe
call of the hoopoe
singing away
through diverse weather
he shall stay
in the spring
she will have eggs to lay
in my garden blissfully
together peacefully
A decree to establish order
Over the avenue of discord
I have seen the fall of mankind
And the unproductiveness
Of life’s degeneration
And upon realizing this
A descision has been made
To safeguard against further damage
Carrying forward a decree
That will see a return to order
Within chaos their is change
And were their is change
Fortune occurs making this a chance encounter
To reestablish the beginning of said decision
The Golden Tears 