© Elizabeth Sirrell.
This morning my husband opened our blinds,
I struggled to lift my sleepy head from the pillow.
Changing my position to upright and open eyes
suddenly, they were wide open, right there in my eye line
two large swans flying with focus and purpose
towards the lake in the next village, they glowed
in the morning sunlight, there upper parts silver
the lower parts bright white, flying streamlined
and in unison. To give you an idea of size,
birds so large, they would not fit into
your oven for roasting. Not that I would.
This is a sight not seen very often but
how it makes your day so special.
To write in your diary, write a poem.
To remember – those two Swans,
© Marjorie Lacy.
“May your coming year
be filled with
I hope you read
some fine books
and kiss someone who
and don’t forget
to make some
write or draw
or build or sing
or live as only you can.
and I hope,
somewhere in the next year,
You surprise yourself.”
Each morning, I tell myself
The list of things to do today.
Things I like to do, want to do
Should do, the minutia of life.
Every day about five o clock
I evaluate my list, what can I
Tick off – the answer is none.
I have not vacuumed the carpets,
Or planted out some plants,
What have I done?
It is wet and windy today
The weather forecast is for worse,
I have made soup, written a poem
Written Christmas Cards,
Washed the clothes and dishes
I have sat in my chair,
Looking at Facebook, writing comments,
Answered comments and emails.
I have communicated.
Surely that is good,?
My brain is working.
For tomorrow Sunday, the weather will
Be worse, I ask myself,
What will I not do? What surprising
Things will I do instead?
I know I will write, I do every day.
Maybe I will read, with a blanket
Over my knees.
© Marjorie Lacy.
BELIEVE – Acrostic.
Believe – Believing – Believed
Excite – Exciting – Excited
Laugh – Laughing – Laughed
Interest – Interesting – Interested
Exhaust – Exhausting – Exhausted
Vouch – Vouching – Vouched
Enjoy – Enjoying – Enjoyed.
Believe in yourself
Laugh at yourself
Vouch for your good name
Everyday I believe I will wake up
Every morning I know I will find excitement
Somewhere in the day I will laugh happily
There will be something interesting to do
I have to exhaust myself so that I can sleep
It is my hope that people will vouch for my good name
When I go to bed I will know I have enjoyed my day.
Believe in happiness
The sun will rise in the sky
Your day will be good
Refuge. By Stephen Boyce
What washes up in the forest is no less
a wonder that the flotsam of oceans.
Take this skeleton of an upturned ark
stranded among a reach of ash trees,
beached in leaf litter, its ribs and spars
secured by a rigging of twiggy larch,
tangles of plaited honeysuckle, all
leaning in as though wanting to give ear
to silence, breath the wood’s cool must.
Some Crusoe surely built this, laid limbs
against a fallen ridgepole, woven vines
and brushwood spread out a bed of brash,
learned how stillness is a state of mind,
here where things slither, drip and flinch.
At New Year, we ring out the old
And ring in the new.
Do we change on 1st January?
We may wake up with a hangover
We may wake up with a Resolution
That we may keep or maybe not.
We resolve to change our weight,
To eat less, exercise more. Do we?
We go to the hairdressers and change our hair.
But it does not really change the person.
For a change, we go to another country for our holidays,
But we choose to find the English Bar then Fish and Chips.
There are the internal changes, we grow up – we age
Adolescence makes the teenage years difficult.
For women, the aptly named ‘Change’
Does change us from confidence to nervousness
For men, they get their change, their mid-life crisis:
Which can have consequences as they try to regain youth?
And then, just for a change, I can mention the change
In your pocket…….
© Marjorie Lacy.