[CENTER]A welsh idyli
A week in Wales, we’ve just come back
Stayed at place off beaten track
Rellies kindly invited us to share
Their little piece of heaven there.
Peace and calm and hospitality
More than we dared hope it’d be.
An acre full of calm and grace
With views to die for in every place
Lawns and borders, paths and flower beds
Colours of rainbow, violet through to red.
Who lives in this enchanted house?[/CENTER]
Our own dear Myrtle and Tom her spouse
Ah … Love that …
Hello RJ …
First poem of 2014. Life in abundance.
Now is the time to reach out for life
Life in abundance, not something trite
Now is the time, the time is today
To throw all worries and cares away
Embrace the new day as if it were the last
Forget all the hurts & failures of the past
The world is waiting for you to step out & shout
This is what living the abundant life’s all about
Looking back on past glories is a waste of time
When you should be saying, this is the right time
Use all the gifts that were there when you were made
Use them often or their power will just fade
View every problem as an opportunity
Become involved with your local community
Time and tide wait for absolutely no one
Cut loose , go out, and say LIFE ,here I come.
© Robert Junior 2014
Beautiful RJ, what refreshing and enthusiastic words to start off a new year, God knows there’s enough misery about, nice to hear something good for a change, bravo!
Aah, that’s really lovely RJ.
Like the 2014 poem RJ - only look back with fondness not regret …
Good to see you are firing on all cylinders now after your Welsh tuneup RJ 
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That’s lovely RJ
I am Spartacus and I fought the Roman world
Fighting injustice where my flag unfurled
I took the Romans by complete surprise
Stealing a victory before their very eyes
I crushed and destroyed them
Showing no mercy
But when the time came
Events turned down & dirty
They won in the end
Killing all of my men
In an orgy of death
It happened because
Of the Romans great wrath
For all claimed my own name
Over and over again
Saying
I am Spartacus
The four of us
I live two lives it seems to be
One is him and t’other is me
One is clever with some good friends
The other’s lifestyle all depends
On what life events come his way
A crisis looms up every day
So which is the one that’s really me
If I’m truthful there’s really three
Of us crowding this muddled psyche
Though acting alone is quite unlikely
Each day we set out all together
In sun and rain, every kind of weather
When on line I greet my fellow fourth
I wouldn’t be without him, of course
He writes in verse and writes in prose
What he means, gosh, no one knows
But mostly he writes from his heart
That is where a travail must start
So I take my hat off to all my friends
From the four of us.
© Robert Junior 2013
Loverly !
Hello RJ - hope its a better day for you 
My dear uncle Arthur came to live with us after his wife & son passed away.
AFter 6 months he went to live in a flat nearby, but often visits us.
He is 94 & was very fond of ARCHIE our cat. ARCHIE died 2 weeks ago.
I wrote this little ditty a while back. THe joke is that UNcle ARthur’s surname is HOUSE.
MOUSE IN HOUSE.
Mouse in the house
MOUSE in house
Cat in house
House in house
CAT caught mouse
Dump in house
Found by House
POOR wee mouse
Must give mouse
Mouth to mouth
HOUSE gives mouse
Mouth to mouse
House to mouth
POOR mouse dead
House tried hard
Mouse in yard
GOOD job cat
Catches mice
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Mice not nice
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THanks PAtsy IT SURE IS
Poor little mouse …
… ‘Zing - went the strings of my heart’ …:-p
Great stuff RJ. I knew a chap called House many years ago, I still remember him very clearly, mostly on account of his unusual Surname. There might be something in that, if you want to be remembered get yourself an unusual moniker.
Interesting to see someone write about the humble mouse RJ, I read an article recently and it seems the mouse has played a bigger part in history than we give it credit for.
The Museum of Ancient Artifacts in Israel has what’s known as the Adam File, scrolls far older than the Dead Sea Scrolls. Professor Archie Olligist, who is also curator at the Museum, spent twelve years painstakingly studying the ancient documents before he discovered that Abel killed Cain and not the other way around. In his recently published paper on ancient murders he said "The weapon used was the jawbone of a mouse concealed in a grape, when Cain tried to bite on the grape it’s sharp edge lodged in the upper roof of his mouth causing an infection which rapidly spread to the brain resulting in an agonizing death. Any medical person worth their salt will tell you how deadly toxic the inside of a mouse’s mouth is. We now know this for sure as it states in the Adam file “Uga walla mo hoo goo” meaning “Mouth big and green” it also said “Hocca no no muscha benben” “Big head swell out then burst into many bits.”
http://www.worldwidereaction.com/smileys/images/smileys/emotions/36_11_6.gif
Oh God 
… I so want to believe ! …:-p
I wonder if theres a surname ‘Surname’ … Saw a lady on TV giving an interview, her surname was ‘Cassette’ - that has to be unusual …
Jem you are better than a dose of medicine any day! 
