I don’t wish you were here
Because…the pebble beach
The juvenile seagulls
The sand between my toes
The partly cloudy weather
The warm wine
The ice cream headache
The wise old collie
And the yappy little shihtzu
Remind me of you.
I don’t wish you were here
Because…the pebble beach
The juvenile seagulls
The sand between my toes
The partly cloudy weather
The warm wine
The ice cream headache
The wise old collie
And the yappy little shihtzu
Remind me of you.
Valuable things have labels
In expected places
Somebody picks up an item
Carelessly
Let’s it slip through their fingers
Nobody hears it smash
Or sees them kick the mess
Under the counter.
Fragile things
And delicate things
Have labels
All over the world
‘Do Not Touch’
But somebody always does.
Let’s celebrate this season
It’s springtime at last
So far, we’ve had heat waves
And cold winter blasts
A spiritual awakening
A time for hope
A moment for faith
An era for growth
While we may not have sun
That’s warm enough to burn
The cycle of life
Has finally returned
There’s a bitter side to spring
Many people get depressed
Overwhelmed by expectations
To be their very best
Spring is when many
Mental battles are fought
And not just at Christmas
As is commonly thought
For some, spring is often
When morale takes a dive
It is also when people
Take their own lives
Outside is now thriving
But inside not so
The heart may be frozen
And cold just like snow
When I was summer
I resisted spring
But now I’m in Autumn
It’s a wonderful thing
I hope that they see
Through the dark and the grey
A light shining through
To a brighter day
I pray that all
Of the shadows are chased
For those who can’t smile
When the sun strokes their face.
-Sue Young
My 18 year old daughter got a job
as a magicians assistant
But one day came home
Sobbing
The magician had ‘too many hands’
“He’s like an octopus,” she said
and More Besides, but
She Wouldn’t Tell
And I delved into The Magic Circle
Learned some tricks
And armed with a rusty saw
Went to see the magician
And made him Vanish Into Thin Air
-Sue Young
I wrote this just lately but it is based on a real experience that happened twenty years ago. I was 26 and a colleague of mine was 18. We were both on a drama course and were given the opportunity to apply for a job as a magician’s assistant. I was going to apply but at the last moment had misgivings, can’t imagine why and I didn’t apply. The 18 year old girl applied and got the job very quickly and easily…
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I’ll have rage on the rocks with a bitter twisted lemon
Peanuts in a bowl, to kill the hunger in my soul
There. That’s better. First one down the hatch. Now I’m starting to get the feeling that’s it’s not going to be such a bad day after all.
Put something on the jukebox, something tribal, incoherent, no sad songs, or weary ballads.
Won’t you join me in a vodka tsunami?
Let’s put the world to rights. Problems solved in a flash
over liquid lunch and liquid dinner
Let’s bring water to this desert
Let’s bring foliage sweet and green
Because this day is turning out to be a great day
Oh, look, there’s an oasis
Oh no, it’s just a mirage
Of time lost
And people wasted
Or is the other way round?
It’s a lovely day today, don’t you think?
Come on, it’s your round, make it a double, or a pint.
Something to soak up this dried up emptied out hallowed out I’m-spitting-feathers sponge
Nothing left to say
Nothing left to do
But celebrate
Because I don’t know about you…but quite frankly
I’m so in love with today right now.
I can see the bottom of the glass
And I don’t want to see the end of anything
So keep ’em topped up
‘cos it’s a wonderful day
Have I mentioned this? Oh, I have?
My memory’s not too good lately
God know why.
It’s a mystery.
Well, I’ll say it again
I’m in love with today
But I’m going to hate tomorrow.
-Sue Young