Plenty things in life
Will make you panic
Pray
It pick thy Spirit
Praying liberate us.
Panic comes
To disrupt you
Leaving
You in chaos
Amidst peace.
Panic
An illusion
Courage
Thy remedy
Don't let it
Takeaway your harmony.
Categories:
takeaway, confidence, courage, creation, dedication,
Form: Epic
Cleopatra's take-away
At the top of our street
Is quite obviously a failing be enterprise
Which it sadly pains me to say
Because there never ever seems to
be anybody inside apart from the
actual owner himself
And it looks like he has ploughed everything
in life he has into it including his heart and soul
And it's certainly not down to his lack of
enthusiasm , dedication want or willing
to do anything in his power to make it work
Rather than see his dream in ruined in
tatters and taken away
Through no fault of his own but fall victim
to one of life's cruel circumstance and irony
Sometimes you do not get out what
you put in or get your just desert's
And the roller shutter's permanently come
down with a sign in the middle simply saying
Closed
Open no longer for business
Bank , Hope & Dream foreclosure
Wrong Time - Wrong Place
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Isn't life hard to get through enough
feling sorry for one's own woes
As well as then having to see and feel
sorry for other poor souls as well
Categories:
takeaway, slam,
Form: Free verse
TYROL TRIP
Forty Christians from Southcourt Baptists
skiers good,novice & the inactive
on a flight from London-Heathrow
trusting Italy was full of snow
Huddled in a coach past Trento
disembark in MSV's mountain shadow
crammed & cushed into the cable car
just in time for hot scholate in the the bar
Up early to claim skis & boots
dressed in salapettes & chic ski suits
wait in line for the mountain chairlift
at the top jumping off pretty swift
Down & up the beginners' slope
in a whiteout with a prayer& hope
Pasta for lunch again & again
but good to miss out of the English rain
Learning the knack of evening fondue
joining the folk-dance without a clue
saying danke to Karl the owner
back on the bus to airport Verona
Year Posted 2007
Categories:
takeaway, christian, vacation,
Form: Rhyme
Exchanging cloddish giggles
Gawky, flailing limbs
Quota, reaching, nibbles
Cloth to dot our chins
Predictable mindless chatter
We must appear intrigued
An opening to flatter
Allows a moment of relief
And during this scenario
Our hearts will both, descend
At the transition of the , stereo
Subject ends, til next begins
Once the fresh tape rolls
Our joy just won’t be tamed
It may not feed our souls
But sets aside our shame
Categories:
takeaway, anxiety,
Form: Rhyme
Beef and black bean sauce with rice
Hungry big wide eyes
Struggle to use chop sticks well
Its just fun to try
Satisfyingly
I'm so full
Burp!
29th April 2011
Contest : Fast Food Epulaeryu
4th place win
Categories:
takeaway, food
Form: Epulaeryu
Fonde..licicious camenbert
humungous hummous
a cheap & cheerful chinese
better than baked beans
chocolate..fix pud
Two for one
Buy !
Categories:
takeaway, food
Form: Epulaeryu