Wit and Humour

 

Poems

Credited to authors wherever possible

 

Slipping
Slipping
so
easily
from
daughter
to
wife
to
mother
she
wondered
who
she
would
be
if
ever
she
had
the
chance
to
be
herself

 

Author unknown

 

Dust

Dust if you must but wouldn’t it be better
To paint a picture or write a letter
Bake a cake or plant a seed
Ponder the difference between want and need

 

Dust if you must but there’s not much time
With rivers to swim and mountains to climb
Music to hear and books to read
Friends to cherish and life to lead

 

Dust if you must but the world’s out there
With the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair
A flutter of snow, a shower of rain
This day will never come round again

 

Dust if you must, but bear in mind
Old age will come and it’s not very kind
And when you go, and go you must
You, yourself will make more dust.

 

Author unknown

 

Nurturing “Me”

I am the middle-aged woman,
I do the caring,
The washing, the shopping, the cleaning,
I do the giving,
Sometimes cheerfully
Sometimes resentfully
Why can’t someone else do it for a change?

 

I am the teenager with Tourettes
I like being angry and swearing a lot,
And thinking, “Sod everybody
I’ll do what I like!”
But I feel that I’m old enough
To know better.

 

I am a spirit seeker,
But I’ve gone off religion,
It caused too many problems.
I like running on the beach
Watching the turbulence
Where two rivers meet
Making spells in the woods
or building a fire.
I want God to look like Miriam Margolyes

 

I am the little girl
Who wants to feel safe
And be cared for
Let someone else do the worrying and
Take responsibility
I get scared when I’m on my own
At night,
Or I feel poorly

 

I need somebody
To be there for me


Penny Potts

 

Escape

My heart’s too light to write of life today
I feel my body rise and drift away
Above the humdrum hassle of my life
I am no longer mother,friend or wife
I am a golden spirit
Flying high
Racing like the wind to reach the sky
My spirits soar like a captive bird set free
For a brief bright moment
I am one with me.

 

Norma Evans