Hello Robert …
Did you mean to put the above story in ‘Working mens clubs’ …:-p
Yes & No
NO
I didnt put it in there because it was too long & didnt refer to earmarked chairs
YES because I couldnt find the thread
…Brilliant answer …
Heres one for the books …
There was I on me galloping horse …
When all of a sudden - me horse changes course …
Whoa says I - yer going the wrong way …
No I’m not - I knows wheres theres hay …
So off he gallops to reach his feed - while I bounce around on me worthy Steed …:-p
Just made that up - right here and now …
Neigh, you really just trotted it out on the hoof as it were.?
Wheres Robert … ?
My Roberts been quiet today …
He hasn’t had much to say … 
It fills my heart with such sweet sorrow …
Maybe he’s resting and be back here tomorrow …:-p
WE limp along our chosen road
Sometimes carrying a heavy load
Old age has now caught up with us
Once we could easily run for a bus
I never used to feel so old
It happens to us all
that’s what I’m told
Just as well I have the net
Where great new friends
I have now met.
Soon I’ll be an old age pensioner
Nurse Gillian too
Or did I already mention her?
Each day brings new adventures
Where’d I put my old age dentures
It’s no good pretending I think I’m old
I’m fresh as a daisy
No sign of mould
My minds alert
My dander pert.
the end
While sitting on a river bank,
A splash interrupted my musing.
Just then my brand new float just sank
By two crested Grebes carousing.
A dash of blue hurtled past.
Twas a neon like meteor
Kingfishers beauty made me gasp
What a splendid creature
Those folks who preach evolution
Haven’t really got a clue.
Closed minds make up a solution
But it never can be true
This earth was created in just seven days
By our our God omnipotent
There can be only, just, one way
To explain the seas and continents
HE made all creatures great and small
And brought them into being
Then he said, “That’s not quite all
FISh & Birds I am next revealing
More later
Inspiration
perspiration
predator
avatar
good as gold
so I’m told
Ideas ingested
not inspected
I suppose
am morose
benefactor
the X factor
losing weight
tempting fate
forgive, forget
needs not met
daily bread
brown, nuff said
rambling thoughts
tosh of course
Some is good
understood
less is more
are you sure
the end
my friend;
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
This becomes so when you start to get older
We oft turn into silly asses
wearing our new fangled rose coloured glasses.
Mum September 27th 1925 - November 28th 2011
She wasn’t the best mother in the land
But she was the best one I ever had
I have still happy memories of her
Especially from when we had dad
Her later years were etched in pain
She became what she’d always dread
Her fears in life the truth became
Just as she’d always said.
“I don’t want to be a burden to you,
I don’t want to end up a shell”
Mum you never were, that’s true
Now you’re free from your private hell.
I loved you mum, I always have
Though I didn’t think you loved me back
Until you looked at me two days ago
That look said, I’ve always loved you- fact.
Robert.
Lovely poems Robert, words from the heart …
Thank you Mags, I appreciate your comments.
Robert love those poems …
The last one there about your mum, i can relate to …
Lov erly words - as always
ANOTHER DAY
“Oh lord, I’m awake, I’m still here too”
My message just didn’t get through.
It was not my wish to wake again
I have a bone to pick with you
Give my days to someone unloved
Someone, homeless and penniless too
Give him shelter warmth and food
Show him you care for him too.
The land is full of folks not caring
Building up a legacy of nought
Crying out, their souls now bearing
Life for them isn’t what it ought
This land is full of losers
Losers in the game of life
They say that beggars can’t be choosers
But that still doesn’t make it right.
© Robert Junior, July 2013.
PS. This is not about me, it’s about the countless numbers of lonely isolated people who feel there is nothing for them in life
Great words - cant bear to see homeless people - absolutely breaks my heart …
I have a lot of sympathy for homeless people, but there is also an army of folks “homeless” in their own homes & have no contact with the outside world. Often abandoned by their family & slipping through the state care net, they end up dying & only discovered by the odour of their rotting bodies.
Absolutely true … and shameful …
I THOUGHT
I thought I’d had the best days now
But I changed my mind and here is how
Each day brings more love and hope
Too much to moan and whinge and mope
The sun comes forth new every day
We can be certain that it always be that way
Just as the moon comes out each night
Changing the darkness to brilliant light
Every blade of grass and vivid flower
Every tree that grows tall and towers
Things beneath the wind and waves
Knows the plan the creator gave
All in all I am happy now I know
Forward always is the way to go
© Robert Junior 2012
When did it begin ?
The death of our way of living
The alien buildings,
So unforgiving
the enemy within
When did it begin ?
The death of our high streets
Now empty arcades
Where we used to meet
Before the enemy within
When did it begin ?
The death of our factories
Nowhere to be seen
Consigned to history
By the enemy within
When did it begin ?
The lottery on healthcare
Bugs and super bugs
Finally the cupboards bare
Taken by the enemy within
When will it end ?
It’s too late to stop it
The end has come and gone
But no one noticed
They were looking
the other way and didn’t notice
The enemy within.