Posted in Simply Poetry
“Walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone in the light”
Helen Keller
Friends of Mine
Please, be kind
Always, rewind
For these are all
Friends of mine
They were hard to find
Some, even declined
Some, were left behind
Some of them, combined
But when in a grind
I just had to remind
And here they all arrived
These, friends of mine
Posted in Simply Poetry
“If, as a chemist, I see a flower, I know all that is involved in synthesizing a flower’s elements.
And I know that even the fact that it exists is not something that is natural. It is a miracle”
— Albert Hofmann
Elements and Symbols
Undiscovered
Laying dormant
Recovered
By an informant
The symbols drawn
Onto the unknown elements
Before the early dawn
Possibly as ornaments
Signs of prediction
Part, of some ancient superstition
Colourful
But fearful
These elements and symbols
Remaining a riddle
But nothing to belittle
Possibly the initials
Of gods from the past
Carved into stone
For ages to last
Posted in Simply Poetry
“Our house, in the middle of the street”
Madness
Welcome
Welcome, to our house
For a stay or just a browse
Be all welcome, even a mouse
Just remember, to wear a shirt
Or at least, a pretty blouse
Posted in Simply Poetry
“As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be?”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
To Coffee or not To Coffee?
To coffee, or not to coffee,
Should that really be a question?
A coffee by any other name,
Would smell as sweet
When things get rough
The tough make a cup of coffee
People living in glass houses
Should drink their coffees out of cups
There is no place like home
With a fresh pot of coffee
Like birds of a feather
Two cups of coffee
Monkey see, monkey doo
Monkey drink their coffee too
To whom the bells toll:
It surely is time for a cup of coffee
Easy says as easy does,
Just make that damned cup of coffee!
When in Rome,
Have a cup of coffee!
Come to the dark side
We’ve got lots of coffee!
Posted in Simply Poetry
“Yellow,
flower power!”
The Yellow Flower Gang
We are a gang, made of material tough
But we never, have to play it rough
You may hear us say some odd stuff
We may have to say, ‘that’s enough’
But never out of spite but out of love
Posted in Simply Poetry
“We’ll take the cake with the red cherry on top”
Navjot Singh Sidhu
Sweet Cherries of Mine
Sweet and juicy
Red delicious beauties
The taste quite fruity
Mix them in a smoothie
Enjoy them in a jacuzzi
While listening to Debussy
Soon you get quite loosy
Because of the sugary boozy
Dance like a looney
And enjoying yourself truly
Posted in Simply Poetry
“No one saves us but ourselves.
No one can and no one may.
We ourselves must walk the path”
Buddha
Secret Path
Find the secret path way
Through this world of grey
Where ever it may lay
All you need to do, is play
It may have been hidden
In plain sight
But if the bug, had already bitten
The adventure, already taken flight
With a backpack packed
Nothing will you lack
Make the coloured brick road
Your only goal
Posted in Simply Poetry
“All colors are the friends of their neighbors and the lovers of their opposites”
Marc Chagall
Opposites
The other
Of a bluish colour
The other
Not at all duller
Opposites
In so many ways
Positives
You want to embrace
Posted in Simply Poetry
“On top of the world, or in the depths of despair”
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
On Top of the World… or at least the Tree!
Swinging, from the tree top
Wearing, a nice new smock
But forgot my other sock
Listening, to some hard rock
Above, all the birds flock
Trying on the branches dock
But, any attempts, off I will knock
For this tree, is my magic block
If you try to make a pit stop
Here, on my claimed tree top
Then be prepared, for a shock
I will punch you out, on the clock
Posted in Simply Poetry
“Donuts.
Is there anything they can’t do?”
– Matt Groening
Naturally made Doughnut
Mouth agape
For this round shape
But I won’t break
For its glorious taste
It wasn’t made out of paste
Not with sugar laced
As its round shape I traced
I knew, I would it embrace
Feeling spaced
My nemesis I faced
All inhibitions erased
And soon, I was in need, of toothpaste
Rantings Of A Third Kind 