A bird,
At dusk I left
Singing in the darkening park.
I heard
As I walked away
His song,
And half longed to stay,
But left
My solitary friend
To wend
My way home
Alone, save for his evening hymn,
Which is now a part
Of my oh, so human, heart
Supermarket aisles.
Plastic smiles
And chrysanthemums I bought
As they brought
To mind
My grandfather’s garden, and hours
Spent amongst the scent
Of flowers.
Yet I find
But little scent
In these doctored blooms.
On my way
Through the park today
I did
Snap a twig
And the wind said unto me,
“How easy ’tis, to break a twig,
Or tree”.
A forward young lady named Pam
Maintains an Instagram,
Containing lots and lots
Of hot erotic shots,
But you should see my Instagram …!
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A forward young lady named Pam
Maintains an Instagram,
Containing lots and lots
Of hot erotic shots,
Or so I’m told by Pam …!
Note: I don’t have an Instagram. Leastways I am not admitting to having one …
Such fruits have I had.
Seduced by the juice
Of the just ripe pear.
Oh yes, I have been there.
Sometimes I have been glad
At the fruits I have had.
The soft peach
And the perfect pear,
Just out of reach,
Has driven me half-mad.
Oh yes, I have been there.
I know
How the low
Bough, laden with maiden
peach and pear
Calls, And how easily it falls
Into the hand of the lover of peach and pear.
Oh yes, I have been there.
Such fruits have I had.
Seduced by the juice
Of the just ripe pear..
Oh yes, I have been there.
“Conservatism is more of a mindset than an ideology. It encourages scepticism when hearing about grand plans, abstract ideas and simple solutions for problems,
knowing that people are prone to overestimating their importance and knowledge on human affairs. Essentially, it teaches: don’t rush in. To judgement or
action”.
(https://www.prospectmagazine.co.uk/politics/conservatism-neednt-be-the-opposite-of-progress-it-only-asks-that-we-think-things-through).
The above is an interesting take on Conservatism from Ryan Shorthouse, of the liberal Conservative think tank Bright Blue. For my own take on Conservatism, please see (https://kmorrispoet.com/2018/06/29/conservatism-2/).
I know a young carpenter named Mable
Who is willing but not always able.
When she came round to mine,
We enjoyed lots of wine,
But she never started that table …
