Sunday, April 29, 2012
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Waiting... A poem by Paul Howlett
Waiting...
A poem By Paul Howlett
Waiting for my wife
Waiting for the life
Waiting for the might
To carry on
To carry my load
To find a new road
To find a new way
To find a bright day
To dispel the gloom
As I had a feeling o doom
The weight of the flood
Lingers on in the mind
Numbing the will
The will to go on
The will to succeed
To organise one’s life
To take all the strife
Of relocation of home
Of rebuilding the house
Of reconstructing the lot
Of life, love and purpose
I find that is hard
But finally a light
Dealt in the death of a friend
Kick started me again
Get up off your bum
Take a look at the sum
Totality of it all
Back on the horse
Full gallop - of course
I am off again
Stuff all the pain
Take each day at a time
Like, love and be kind
To lover and friend
And I say again and again
Life is too short
To be inert and forlorn
Smile at the world
And take a new day
Wake up and pray
That life just goes on
And be on that way
To be happy and say
Love is the way!
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Monday, April 16, 2012
Friday, April 13, 2012
Friday, April 6, 2012
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Potholes - a poem about roads
Potholes
By Paul Howlett
Potholes in the road, what a load
Lots of bumps, make the car rock and roll
I hate the potholes caused by the rain and trucks
Not a worker in sight, now that really sucks
I find it amazing with our petrol tax dollar
That the roads in Australia are so pitted and poor
Makes the governments in Australia to be really corrupt
To spend all our money till they are bankrupt
Never the poor motorist gets to see a highway
That looks real good smooth and safe
We get roads of the nation look like Swiss cheese
Lots of holes in the making, to trap us in bumps
Making highway driving dangerous
Making travelling a boor
Make our nation look terrible
To tourists one and all.
Monday, April 2, 2012
Sunday, April 1, 2012
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