Extra poem...

Brother

He calls me names, he winds me up,
I cast my eyes to heaven,
embarrassing me hasn't stopped
(although I'm thirty seven!)
He found ways to scare me,
while I was reading books,
he says I got the character,
he got amazing looks!
He laughs at my hairstyles,
he mocks me to my face,
I'm glad he's got a lovely wife
to put him in his place!
He is caring and supportive
though I sometimes want to shove 'im,
I'll keep the wind- up bro I've got,
just because I love 'im!

Sat 7 April 2012

Regret

When we are little, we totally believe
in ourselves, and there's no end to what we can achieve.
We are eager to do at the start of the day and
we haven't let life and stuff get in our way.
There are endless possibilities, win the biggest race,
climb the biggest mountain or take a trip to space.                                  
Then at some point we stop believing that we can,
we put lids on our dreams, not our No.1 fan.
We listen to others, plant doubt in our mind,
but if we're not careful, one day we'll find-
that we wake up with minds full of worry and fret,
and find that we're living a life of regret.
YOU are fantastic, YOU'RE totally great,
now get out and start living before it's too late!

Friday 6 April 2012

Good

Sun streams enthusiastically through the windows,
washed across the sky, strokes blue and bold,
each leaf carefully iced with a delicate frost,
a world dipped in beauty, encrusted with gold.

Thursday 5 April 2012

Busy

Rushing, always rushing to where I need to be,
looking, always looking for the things I need to see,
stopping, never stopping, just climbing up the hill,
blocking out the voice telling me to, "Be still-
and know that I am God."

Searching, always searching for the happiness inside,
swimming, always swimming against the rushing tide,
pushing, always pushing, keeping on until,
a small voice stops me and tells me to, "Be still-
and know that I am God."

Wednesday 4 April 2012

Denial

When I pop my earthly clogs,
what mark will I leave?
What are my true passions and
in what do I believe?
Will I inspire with
decisions I have made?
Or will vague thoughts about me
just wither and fade.
Am I sure or am I
wishy washy with ideas,
am I true to my beliefs or
am I overwhelmed with fears?
Do I put off thoughts like this,
'cause I won't need them for a while,
do I have conviction or
am I in denial?

Tuesday 3 April 2012

Washing

Shirts jump and leap and sway,
a gloriously sunny day.
The wind begins and takes a chance,
the threads respond and start to dance.
Great spirit in those clothes of mine,
inhibitions? freedom? It's a fine line.

Monday 2 April 2012

New day

I mess up through my weakness,

There for all to see,

Thank you that your grace is

Sufficient for me.