Factory Grey
I say goodbye to the family and start another day of factory rules and factory tools and fools in factory grey.
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Gentle Thoughts for Today.
Birds of a feather flock together...and then shit on your car. A penny saved is a government oversight.
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Wednesday
Early Wednesday morning The Queen was sitting down Reflecting on her reign And the bash in London town She was feeling poorly And really very tired Maybe there's a stand-in Lookalike that could be...
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Jubilee?
As he watched the Jubilee Upon his black and white TV He thought on what had passed before Starting when he fought a war As soldier, nation's hopes he carried Then in the 50's, young man...
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Quicksand
I feel myself slipping again As I claw at the dirt That lines the hungry, bottomless pit Full of quicksand of black and hurt.
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Wooden Bowls (Author Unknown)
A frail old man lived with his son, his daughter-in-law, and his four-year-old grandson. His eyes were blurry, his hands trembled, and his step faltered.
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I've Lost My Key
Oh my goodness deary me,. I've gone and lost my front door key,. Where it's gone a mystery,. Oh deary, deary, deary me,. My mobile phone was just the same,. A daily thing I've got no brain,.
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Growing Old.
She sits alone, her thoughts for company. Looking out into the garden. They've all grown up and left home now, once where laughter echoed now only a clock on the mantel sits patiently tick tick tick.
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Floor
She dances on the floor. To show that she still can. She dances all day long with. An imaginary man. She had a partner once. For the Paso Doble. He's been gone a long time. But she holds him anyway.
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Where I've Been...
I have been in many places, but I've never been in Cahoots. Apparently, you can't go alone. You have to be in Cahoots with someone. I've also never been in Cognito. I hear no one recognises you there.
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Freeze Face
Freeze face What a waste You have a scary Mary Look in your eye Does your face even move when you cry.
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Blessed Are They
Blessed are they who understand My faltering step and shaking hand. Blessed are they who know my ears today Must strain to hear the things they say.
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Dementia
After talking to a relative of a service user at work I came up with this poem x My mother has dementia It breaks my heart in two, To realize the one you love Can not remember you.
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The Boys
HAS there any old fellow got mixed with the boys. If there has, take him out, without making a noise. Hang the Almanac's cheat and the Catalogue's spite. Old Time is a liar. We're twenty to-night.
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Seasons Of Change
With hearts eager, in the golden haze, Heated passion, and endless days We find eachother, amongst the collage, our lives similarly, like a colourful montage Midas light, shining on us,...
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Happy Birthday To Me!
It's my birthday today The 21st of May Just thought I'd let you know As its the big 4-0 They say life just begins It only made me cringe Getting older I feared Wrinkles have appeared My body has...
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Tattoo
Without really meaning to, he gave her an angry scowl.
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It Began
It began quite suddenly. Just little things at first. She'd forget birthdays. Or what she was about to say. The words to a song. Or how to make a sponge. She left doors open. Thinking they were shut.
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Time And Again, Time
Time: When we are on our 'Death Bed' some if us will truly wish we had more of.
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Public House
Tankards full of beer, Pewter stained and sodden. I miss pubs how they used to be... Now they've gone all modern. I long for that brewed beer.
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Mirror
The mirror spoke to me today What is it that you seek.
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Gramps
We went round to his house today, It was empty yet again. He'd gone out, yet again, Forgetting we were coming. He forgets everything these days. His house is a shrine to the past.
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Mid May
The softness of the breeze, gently cooled his sun warmed skin. After so many rainy days, waiting for, the summer to begin. The heat wasn't remarkable, but it chased away his memory of the cold.
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The Lone Mistress
I see her standing at her window Burning in her loneliness, Consumed by her own flame, A furnace bent on self-destruction, As if ageless But now riddled with lines, And oft I wonder Why does she...
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