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Also Ran

Why is it men must strive to win
The pleasure lies in taking part,
the simple joy of joining in
To finish last is no great sin.
So why not be an also ran
at least it proves that you can run.
You’re not ashamed to show you can
take part in anything for fun
Somebody must be champion.
Why worry if it is not you
He will be beaten by someone
and lose his place. They always do
Today he may hold pride of place
Tomorrow is another race.

1-Apr-08

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Am I?

Am I insane? Perhaps I am.
Quite frankly I don’t give a damn
what other people think of me.
Because at last I’ve broken free.
I don’t believe that I must do
what others may expect me to.
There is no way I will conform
to what’s considered as the norm.
My little eccentricities
are not if fact designed to please
anybody at all but me
I go my own way happily
I do not think that life should be
Taken quite so seriously
4-Apr-08

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Enkightenment 08

My soul was retless, discontent.
I strove to find enlightenment
but somehow it eluded me.
I could not solve the mystery.
I sought instruction where I could
adopted what I thought was good.
Continued searching patiently.
I learnt in time not expect
that wisdom would be granted me.
It was not easy to accept.
I realised eventually
until I reached maturity.
Some knowledge was forbidden me.

16-Apr-08

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Shared Ecstasy for MY Lady Irene

The human frame cannot sustain
a state of bliss perpetually.
We reach the peak, descend again
although it is reluctantly.
The slow build up to the release,
a brief moment of ecstasy.
Two souls conjoined in perfect peace
as bodies move in harmony.
The ultimate togetherness.
No you, No I but only we.
A blend of lust and tenderness
we share but momentarily.
Togetherness we can maintain
we know we’ll climb the peak again.

26-Apr-08

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Stalker for M Lady Anita atina

The opalescent mists of dawn
within their luminosity.
Conceal a roe deer and her fawn
from idle curiosity.
But shutterbugs will wait all night
for such an opportunity.
To photograph for our delight
the kind of scene we seldom see.
Recording for posterity
with digital technology
invading family privacy.
I think perhaps forgivably.
There is no reason for alarm
this kind of stalker does no harm.

29-Apr-08
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Dollars and sense

Financially the world’s a mess.
The reason why not hard to guess.

A credit based economy
will always lack stability.
Advancing cash too easily

may rapidly increase your take
but in the end it’s a mistake.
A nightmare from which you cannot wake,
leading to sorrow and heartache.

For people who have overspent
money far too easily lent
by bankers who had one intent.

To profit from your borrowing.
My final comment cash is king.

23-Apr-08

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Helpmeet for M 'lady Ann

I don’t pretend to understand
the workings of a woman’s mind.
It is much easier I find
to let her know she can command
My full attention when she needs
someone to listen to her woes
and this apparently succeeds.
Though why or how no man can know.
She doesn’t want solutions
she merely wants to ventilate.
(A fact few men appreciate)
until her fit of blues is gone.
The female mind’s a mystery
which responds well to sympathy.

2-Apr-08

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Just look for M' Lady Ernestine

The Daffodils in massed array
their yellow trumpets on display
are flaunting beauty shamelessly
. They see no need for modesty.
Their growing season all too brief.
‘Till time the ever present thief.
Robs them of their vitality
a crime of opportunity.
The early springtime beauty show
of yellow blooms which freely grow
along the verge of every road.
Natural beauty a la mode.
Some pass them by unseeingly.
For them I have no sympathy.

2-Apr-08

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Obsession for M lady Allison

An artist doesn’t have much choice.
He’s driven to pursue his dream
by a compulsive inner voice.
His dedication is extreme.
Whatever form his talent takes.
He strives to make his work perfect
Regretting bitterly mistakes.
His muse refuses to accept
that he has done the best he could.
She says the best is yet to be.
He listens to her as he should
he has no choice but to agree.
His inner voice will drive him on
in pursuit of perfection.

5-Apr-08

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Temporarily For M lady Tara

The morning mist is hovering
above the lake in veils of white
The beauty it is covering
will soon be revealed by sunlight
The newly risen sun climbs high
and will attain full majesty
The morning mist cannot defy
the sun’s supreme authority.
The scene takes on a clarity
the colours showing clean and bright
The quiet waters easily
reflecting back the strong sunlight.
Mists will return to hide the view
when twilight falls. They always do.

1-Apr-08

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