ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER-ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER- DEDICATED TO Hayley June Brooks
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TEMPUS FUGIT
I seemed to be going through a change,
Maybe the male menopause.
Or perhaps a mid-life crisis,
But I had fun whatever the cause.
I purchased a Harley Davidson
To roar about the place
And I rescued my flares from the wardrobe
That I’d held on to, just in case
With a cowboy shirt and a shoe-lace tie,
I reckoned I looked pretty cool.
But my wife said they weren’t back in fashion
And I simply looked an old fool
I dug out my vinyl collection,
Mostly Bill Hayley and Elvis,
And tried to relive the days of my youth
On the dance floor, rotating my pelvis.
But, last week, I fell off the Harley,
Performing a series of dares
And it caused great amusement in A & E
When the nurse had to cut off my flares.
So now it’s out of my system,
I’ve reverted to acting my age.
As I sit with my pipe and slippers,
Dressed head-to-toe in beige
Elvis has gone back in the loft
And I have to say he’s not missed.
For now, for relaxation,
I listen to Mozart and Liszt.
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Sitting on the outside
Looking straight in
To the lives of others
Who let the game win.
Not judging there choices
Still have the same friendship
But knew for me it was time
To break away from that ****.
Just think to myself
It only takes a little time
Then everyday gets better
Within your heart and mind.
But that thought will only
Stay deep down inside me
As who am I to give advice
When its you that can set yaself free.
Hayley webb-myers 31-7-2016
My ears are warm
Ones burning up
I'm so tired
I could sleep for a month.
The rain is cold
I need to awake
As I'm going to a party
That has birthday cake.
My smile will be false
Until I snap back to life
If I can't seem to do it
I'm gonna be in strife.
I'll take a deep breath
Suck in with all my might
Shake away my tiredness
And go have a good night.
Hayley webb-myers 30-7-2016
Night is cold
Heart is warm enough
To show the world
That I am tough.
I close my eyes
Put a smile on my face
And take myself
To a happy place.
I open my eyes
Proceed with my night
Knowing my happy place
Will always be bright.
Hayley webb-myers 29/07/2016
TREES BLOSSOMS SPRING SUNNY
CLOUDS SKY PARKS MONEY
SPEND SAVE BUY KEEP
SECRET STORIES CRYING WEEP
TEARS WATER BEACH SAND
BUCKET SPADE SHOVEL HAND
FINGER NAILS PAINT NICE
PRETTY GORGEOUS HAIR LICE
NIT WOOL JUMPER JACKET
GLOVES SNEAKERS TENNIS RACKETS
COURT FENCE GARDEN SUNNY
CLOUDS SKY PARKS MONEY.
HAYLEY WEBB-MYERS
The words from a daughter
who's always been pushed aside.
being alone in my room
as i cried and cried.
Not knowing what i done
and why my heart was in pain.
I started to loose hope and wonder
if there was sunshine past the rain.
now that i'm older
and a mother of one.
i'll be everything your not
as her life has just begun.
hayley webb-myers 30/1/2005
There's tears of joy
tears of hope
all different kinds
feelings aren't toys.
some are afraid to cry
in front of other's
hide every drop
under their covers.
big to small
every tear
happy to sad
to when they fear.
grab a tissue
dab on your eye
it's ok
for you to cry.
hayley 27/6/2000
remember when we were young
full of ideas,not knowing.
that our little lives
had only just begun.
the smallest little thing
would excite our little minds.
always asking questions
answers we needed to find.
learning more as we grew up
becoming our own selves inside.
making our own little precious families
and more answers we still need to find.
13th feb 2016 hayley webb-myers
Our Hayley had a budgie, she loved it very much
singing in his cage all day, his feathers soft to touch
then one day I found him, on the bottom of the cage
just a bundle of still feathers, it may have been old age
I knew how much our Hayley, would be sad and so distraught
so I went down to the pet shop, and another one I bought,
I placed the new one in the cage, with tender loving care
she will not know the difference, when she hears it singing there
She was too young to know of death, and things that went away
and so we tried to shield her, she’d know all that one day
She came home that afternoon, and went straight to the cage
the budgie looked, but did not sing, and then it ran away
Something funny here she said, don’t know quite what to do
this budgie has green feathers, but this morning it had blue
A bit of quick fast talking, birds can moult, and feathers fall
the changing of the seasons, I really said it all
She pretended to believed me, and the story she would cop
‘cause she was only four or five, and after all, I was her Pop
For Hayley Nutland, a homeless girl who apprehended a man who mugged an elderly lady in my home town
The word on the street is that Hayley done good
A considerable feat for the girl from the wood
She caught him, she taught him, that crime doesn’t pay
She sought him, she fought him, he got put away
There are good folk and bad folk, it’s not always clear
Some folk have a toke, and drink buckets of beer
But at mugging and stabbing, this girl draws a line
She witnessed the grabbing, gave chase, and done fine
So think twice when you say that someone is a zero
Today, doff your hat, because Hayley’s a hero
by Gail
Those days of youth
Long gone the days when I was young
When life was just a ball of fun
Movies, music, boys and all
Growing up was such a ball.
After school we would all meet
And play our music, it was sweet
Guys like Bill Hayley were our choice
And Elvis, he had such a lovely voice
We’d rock and roll would we for countless hours
Oh, we could sure get off on music’s power
Then when it came to head on home again
Jeeze I had a lot of aches and pains.
Nothing could replace those days of old
Twas in those days our manner was so bold
Those days they were the best part of my life
But never did we get ourselves in strife.
Vera duggan 26 August 201
your voise is all i heard.
a picture in my head.
you amerged out of nowhere.
i like what u said.
we could be a pair.
sing that song again.
i am a true fan.
maybe i am insane.
just sing that song again!
Happy Birthday Hayley
I write this poem for you
due to the fact that i cant be with you today
i hope that everything is ok
I bet you look pretty
All done up too the nines
I hope your family are there
And that you have a good time
I hope the flowers and card
Reach you in time
And i will owe you a birthday kiss
Just this one time
So here is to a woman so pretty and fair
With bright blue eyes and fiery red hair
Your only 25 still so young and sweet
Hope you enjoy your Birthday treat