Corona Virus, How do you do?You, like a genie came,Apparently from Chinese lands,Now Pandemic is your name. Please don’t deny our right to beA little out of sorts,You’re uninvited, aggressive tooAccording to reports. We are quite tough, we humansAnd up to quite a fight,But leave our weaker folk aloneSurvival is their right. Meanwhile, don’t be …
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Cheerful sourdough!
In the current lockdown, many are baking again. The references here are of two local bakers with whom I chat…. At the moment, there seems, not much we can do, As the virus constrains our best plans, But cooking and baking, is good for our health, And also gives work for our hands. So it …
Six centuries later.
They say the old star Betelgeuse, Which is, in Orion, found Could be about to self explode As its ‘End of Life’ comes round, But it’s slightly pinkish light For years, by gazers seen Comes from, ‘so very far away’ It’s light could be ‘has been’ It takes the light six hundred years Through Space …
Companions to the dying.
Perhaps the least applauded, you work so peacefully, Providing care and comfort, to those who will not see, A future life before them, here on Earth, but hopefully, Their soul and spirit remembered, here and eternally. But Nurses, Doctors, Friends, whose dilligence displays The essence of humanity in many diff’rent ways Love, sympathy, devotion in …
Church bells.
“Oh! Ho!” My ringing friends exclaim, Their sounding bells above They pull the ropes and spin the wheels, And practice what they love. And when the Bride comes to be wed, The bells ring out the news They spread the word of love and joy, Beyond the church and pews. Some bells have been thus …
Indian Sonnet 2019
Mandeep, our guide, asked that we chose, just three Favoured points from our recent escapade But how can we start to choose, when we see The range of diff’rent journeys we have made? How can the Taj Mahal, be so compared With fine silk threads in carpets wove by hand? The beauty of the dance …
We are, each of us, responsible.
Song Saa, this idyllic isle, now warns us, what we should dread. Explaining how, the life we know hangs by a thin, and thinning, thread. Careless, we abuse our Earth, to satisfy desire, Despite the warnings, the life we love, will certainly expire. Dig the coal, pump the oil, let no-one bid us nay, Pollute …
My Favourite Place.
Now you, Dear Reader, may in truth suppose, That I will write of verdant pastures near, Of humming birds and scents of summer’s rose Or Nature’s beauty, or the fallow deer. But if this special place gives joy to me, To gain this joy, I must indeed be there, But not alone! I’m sure I’d …
Stone story.
The humble star of this story Is an insignificant stone Which during a volcanic eruption From the core of the Earth was thrown. It fell, cooled, then merely existed Nothing special, you’d say, just a flint But the Stoneage man was delighted When he saw the stone’s tell-tale glint. The stone chips flew, and the …
To all those who are companions to the dying.
Perhaps the least applauded, you work so peacefully,Providing care and comfort, to those who will not see,A future life before them, here on Earth, but hopefully,Their soul and spirit remembered, here and eternally. But Nurses, Doctors, Friends, whose dilligence displaysThe essence of humanity in many diff’rent waysLove, sympathy, devotion in all those final daysTo which …
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George's Rhymes for the Times 