MY DREAM VACATION
Sharing juicy oranges on a dusty Spanish pavement
The cloudless sky offers no respite from the relentless sun
Free of time concerns, we cycle to our next ad-lib adventure
Guided by suggestions not structure
Blown by the wind, we wing it to wherever
We are not bound by the books
They say: "life is just beyond your comfort zone"
I would add "memories do not follow a timetables"
The unknown awaits the unscheduled
I will long remember the feel of the sticky juice on my hands but the memories of luxury dinners have faded
But planless isn't always painless
Carefully consider your companion
A timid friend will be too traditionalistic to escape
An incautious friend may be imprudent or frivolous
A considered choice of companion opens off-road experiences
Be brave, be adventurous
Escape from conservative chains
Liberated, fly free.
Sponsor L MILTON HANKINS
Contest Name MY DREAM VACATION
Written 29 March 2022
Dear Lord, I am not of worth,
To be in your presence henceforth,
I have sinned and done wrong,
Indulged in peccadillo for so long,
Here I am on my bent knees,
Hear my cry, let my heart be at peace,
Cleanse me ooh Lord, let me live your way.
As a human, temptations come,
I try to resist but am overcame,
The devil is working overtime,
To see me fall and sin all the time,
But in you I trust and believe,
No matter what, you will give me a relieve,
Cleanse me ooh Lord, let me live your way.
Without you Jehovah, all is meaningless,
Without your say, all is worthless,
A journey minus you is planless,
A life without you is senseless,
Intervene dear Abba father,
Guide me; teach me, for the better,
Cleanse me ooh Lord, let me live your way.
As paul and sila, let me be prayerful,
As Danny, Shaddy, Mesh&Abeddy, let me be faithful,
May your grace be with me,
May your Holy word always guide me,
Thanks for your unending goodness
And your willing forgiveness,
Cleanse me ooh Lord, let me live your way.
PoetIgweee
Brexit Sonnet No. 45
‘A Plan of A’
So trade has taken an unaccustomed twist,
A union of the many with the few.
A Plan of A our table now doth kiss,
Not penned by her of fancy leopard shoe.
The carpet edge has not been raised to sweep
A broader, border issue out of sight.
So tariff free on pavements grey we keep,
My deep heart’s core no border hard doth blight.
So rising off the Brexit playroom floor,
This crawling babe to walk has now been taught.
That aimless, planless crawl of woe no more,
Our common house to rightful senses brought?
So plan hath not perfection writ large within,
Just first small step on path to Brexit’s bin.
©Keith Murphy
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