I love the peace of my river As it flows in and out to the sea Moving slowly but determined It soothes the stress from me. The gulls that cry in the morning Or the Curlew chortle at night Seems to calm my inner soul And makes everything seem right. So no need for pills or alcohol Happiness is within easy reach When the salt waters of my river Lap softly at the beach.
Tag: Stress
Non-Stop Anguish
It's been a year since he went and Rare is the day he doesn't come to mind We wonder if we could have done more But would vet heroics have been kind? It's best to believe that there is a plan With pre-set lights that blink on When the beast or person is due to leave And it's been planned all along. We should not stress the moment Of what to do when those lights are lit Get an ease of mind that tells us There is nothing you can do about it.
Time
Old clocks have within them
a cog and a dropping pawl
each click of this assembly
measures time and counts it all.
While the clock rarely varies
and keeps our time on track
the pace of our earlier lives
seems faster looking back.
Our first school, kiss or job
such moments of agony gone
we learnt to ride life's waves
and to go forward, moving on.
And still the clocks keep ticking
as another year goes by
we study, work, marry, while
jealous time wasters don't try.
Some build cathedrals to work
buying homes and keeping fed
now after years of hard toil
can't enter that place without dread.
Time can make work seem pointless
as the sands in the glass run low
perhaps a seat in the sun is better
letting stress and the worries go.
Tick...….
12th January 2013
As I See Things 