Morning bus and train,
In autumns’ dark dawn and rain.
I’ll do this again!
We all need pickups,
Mine is pumping in my ears,
And I’m loving it!
As complex as simple is.
Morning bus and train,
In autumns’ dark dawn and rain.
I’ll do this again!
We all need pickups,
Mine is pumping in my ears,
And I’m loving it!
I have quit my job,
Six times already today,
All inside my head.
Finding my feet here,
That’s what they say,
What I say!
When learning something.
Music’s my passion,
Eclectic I hope, Shazzam,
For finding new songs.
Watching some old films,
In colour from the twenties,
I’m a hist’ry buff.
I think it is wrong,
The date month on my last blog,
It is October.
The days go so fast,
It’s a challenge to keep up,
I’m there most days now.
The wet London streets,
Are on each corner and greets,
Those that venture down,
I’m writing a book,
Of Haiku poems, a few,
I hope you’ll buy it!
Rainfall and sunshine,
A recipe for rainbows,
So the fairies say.
Three time I wrote it,
Correcting it,
Line by line,
Each time it improved.
There’s a place I know,
Through the woods,
Beside the lake,
Where the sun goes down.
Au secure!
Help me!
I’m in a place I don’t like,
Another time waste.
Wake to the new day,
Find the opportunities,
Serendipity!
Magnificent crumb,
Dedicated to crumble,
One ingredient.
I’m travelling on,
The towns and country are gone,
Only clouds ahead.
Clouds crowd down low oh!
Showers show how waters fall,
Cover over me.
It’s getting harder,
To log in to my blog site,
But I will get there.
I am stuck for words,
I’m writing what I have heard,
Or maybe, made up.
Wow, I feel warm,
Quick paced walk across London,
And now on the train.