As today is National Poetry Day, I thought that I should add at least a couple of poems to my blog.
First of all, a bit of nonsense – but maybe a serious thought behind it.
Well … what do you think?
The tea-leaves and the Tarot,
when accurately read
can tell us of the future …
or so it has been said.
But is it better to foresee
what problems lie ahead …
or live life day by day
in blissful ignorance instead?
Now for something completely different – for all those who suffer from procrastination …
This Could Be the Day
This could be the day for cutting the grass
but today is not that day.
This could be the day for painting the gate
but today is not that day.
Days come, days go,
many things to do; I know.
This could be the day for sorting things out
but today is not that day.
This could be the day for washing the car
but today is not that day.
This could be the day for writing a poem.
Perhaps today is that day.
And finally – for today anyway. A poem for those who have a talent for sewing and creating wonderful quilts. I, who feel as though I have ten thumbs when I pick up a needle, can only look and admire!
Patchwork Quilt
The colours, they’re now fading fast
though vivid memories will last.
Family history sewn with care;
each person represented there.
Squares from a favourite lilac skirt
and from an old tan gardening shirt.
Patterns remind us of times now past,
the old and the young, now growing up fast.
Clothes for holidays, working and sleeping
all ended up in squares for safe-keeping.
Parts of our lives, measured and square
organized, stitched, we’re all lying there.
Life's a Beach 