STRANDED

Stranded by Trish 2015

Where's her head? goodness knows?
And standing there without any clothes!
Bold as brass, brazen! I do declare!
A dime a dozen, to be found anywhere!

LITTLE THUG

I'm a bit of a thug in many ways,
Particularly on, cold wintry days.

By Trish 2015

My teeth are chipped, oh what to do?
All I can say is, Boo hoo hoo!

By Patsy  2015

ATTENTION TO DETAIL

To Detail By Trish 2015

Organisation By Trish  2015

It's her own way,
I should say?
Lines, levels,
All the same,
Lifting oneself,
Above the game?

Trish 2015

ACHTUNG!!!

Achtung! By Trish  2015

Attention, attention, attention one and all.
Listen, listen, listen for the call.
Of days done in full battle,
Done for one and all,
Beware, beware, destiny does call.

By Trish  2015

KIDS

Kids  by  Trish  2015

Kids don't like me, they always think I'm mad,
and because of all that, I'm always very sad.

One kid said to me, one dark, warm sunny day,
'go home you ugly duckling" so I went far away.

Trish  2015

HANDSCAPE

Designs of life

By Trish  2015

With all its strife
Rules and regulations
Frightful demonstrations
Points of the compass
Directions all clear
But fog rises, its form's fear.

Trish   25/9/15

LANDSCAPE

By Trish  19/9/15

With the fingertips of my right hand,
I place my imprint upon my land.

Messages hidden within the dark lines,
are of value to any, who ever finds,
the language of my silent words,
that make sense to those who've heard,
the broken cry, of a weeping love song,
that refines the heart, to a spiritual gong.

Trish  19/9/15