Looking Through the Cracks
A glance into a lifestyle
Of a person you don’t know
Will give a little foresight
But not everything’s on show
A peek behind the façade
Of someone’s private life
A husband screaming loudly
A timid little wife
A chink between the curtains
A door that’s left ajar
A moment in the shadow
Doesn’t take you very far
Behind the doors well shuttered
Who really knows the truth?
Of what goes on within those walls
Or underneath that roof
Before you make your minds up
Before you turn your backs
Be careful what you thought you saw
Whilst looking through the cracks
©Marian Barker
Saturday, 6 February 2010
The Thief of Time
The Thief of Time
Tomorrow I will do my best
And put my world to right
I’ll clear the heap of paperwork
Before tomorrow night
Next week I’ll organise myself
I’ll take myself to task
I’ll do it then – but not just now
That’s just too much to ask!
Next month will be a better time
To tackle all those things
Those forms in brown manilla
That the postman always brings
Next year perhaps I’ll do it
I’ll start the year off fine
I won’t put off the hour
And give it to the thief of time
©Marian Barker
Tomorrow I will do my best
And put my world to right
I’ll clear the heap of paperwork
Before tomorrow night
Next week I’ll organise myself
I’ll take myself to task
I’ll do it then – but not just now
That’s just too much to ask!
Next month will be a better time
To tackle all those things
Those forms in brown manilla
That the postman always brings
Next year perhaps I’ll do it
I’ll start the year off fine
I won’t put off the hour
And give it to the thief of time
©Marian Barker
Silver Moon
Silver Moon
Like bright torchlight
You shone into my room
At first I thought tomorrow
Had arrived too soon
Awakened by your presence
Whilst all around was still
Perhaps you only came to me
And lightened up my sill
Majestic moon and seen anew
My eyes are open wide
You share your silver glow
You’re there right by my side
Perhaps a sign to show
A brand new year awaits
Full of shiny new adventures
Waiting just beyond my gates
So welcome silver moon
I accept what lies in store
I take the shutters down
And open up the door
©Marian Barker
Like bright torchlight
You shone into my room
At first I thought tomorrow
Had arrived too soon
Awakened by your presence
Whilst all around was still
Perhaps you only came to me
And lightened up my sill
Majestic moon and seen anew
My eyes are open wide
You share your silver glow
You’re there right by my side
Perhaps a sign to show
A brand new year awaits
Full of shiny new adventures
Waiting just beyond my gates
So welcome silver moon
I accept what lies in store
I take the shutters down
And open up the door
©Marian Barker
A New Chapter
A New Chapter
I turn the page and I can see
A fresh new start in front of me
A nice clean sheet on which to write
A brand new chance to put things right
A fearful moment - seems an age
No blots or blemishes on the page
The pen is poised and I am scared
Afraid that I am ill-prepared
I start to write and all is well
The future? Time alone will tell
The past is passed, a memory
And safely stored as history
The present is a happening place
Full of life and full of space
Time to try out pastures new
There’s so much more for me to do
A brand new chapter’s just begun
A time for me - a time for fun
©Marian Barker
I turn the page and I can see
A fresh new start in front of me
A nice clean sheet on which to write
A brand new chance to put things right
A fearful moment - seems an age
No blots or blemishes on the page
The pen is poised and I am scared
Afraid that I am ill-prepared
I start to write and all is well
The future? Time alone will tell
The past is passed, a memory
And safely stored as history
The present is a happening place
Full of life and full of space
Time to try out pastures new
There’s so much more for me to do
A brand new chapter’s just begun
A time for me - a time for fun
©Marian Barker
The Twilight Zone
The Twilight Zone
Winter days when light is grey
Snow clouds hide the sun away
Windows shuttered from the cold
Doors shut tight the heat to hold
Muted colours in my room
Help to add to all the gloom
Perhaps a jumper warm and red
Will make me warm within my head
The amber glow within the hearth
Brings little light for what it’s worth
A candle burning in the corner
Makes me feel a little warmer
Winter day drifts into winter night
Still with the feeling of twilight
Was there ever any light today?
Why didn’t the sun come out to play?
©Marian Barker
Winter days when light is grey
Snow clouds hide the sun away
Windows shuttered from the cold
Doors shut tight the heat to hold
Muted colours in my room
Help to add to all the gloom
Perhaps a jumper warm and red
Will make me warm within my head
The amber glow within the hearth
Brings little light for what it’s worth
A candle burning in the corner
Makes me feel a little warmer
Winter day drifts into winter night
Still with the feeling of twilight
Was there ever any light today?
Why didn’t the sun come out to play?
©Marian Barker
Moonshine
Moonshine
Liquid gold
Pours through the glass
Golden nectar
Sweet and light
Intoxicating
Lulling me to sleep
©Marian Barker
Liquid gold
Pours through the glass
Golden nectar
Sweet and light
Intoxicating
Lulling me to sleep
©Marian Barker
My Lover Has a Red, Red Nose
My Lover Has a Red, Red Nose
Oh, my lover has a red, red nose
That’s newly blown each morn
Oh my lover has a ‘comb over’
Because his hair has gone
Though old he is, my wrinkly man
So deep in love are we
And I will love him still, oh yes
While he has got money
He’s got a load of cash, oh yes
He’s got a load of cash
And I will love him still, oh yes
As long as he’s got cash
He’s got a load of cash, oh yes
And got a fancy car
And I will love him still, oh yes
While the joint account goes far
But fare him well when he is broke
Oh fare him well goodbye
For I will run a thousand miles
When the joint account’s run dry
When the joint account’s run dry, my love
When the joint account’s run dry
For I will run a thousand miles
When the joint account’s run dry
©Marian Barker
Oh, my lover has a red, red nose
That’s newly blown each morn
Oh my lover has a ‘comb over’
Because his hair has gone
Though old he is, my wrinkly man
So deep in love are we
And I will love him still, oh yes
While he has got money
He’s got a load of cash, oh yes
He’s got a load of cash
And I will love him still, oh yes
As long as he’s got cash
He’s got a load of cash, oh yes
And got a fancy car
And I will love him still, oh yes
While the joint account goes far
But fare him well when he is broke
Oh fare him well goodbye
For I will run a thousand miles
When the joint account’s run dry
When the joint account’s run dry, my love
When the joint account’s run dry
For I will run a thousand miles
When the joint account’s run dry
©Marian Barker
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