Popular Posts

  • Cleaning up.
    Since I have had to slow my pace in life, I have been editing all the novels I have finished. Some I have retrieved from a computer tha...
  • Another Log Line
    Queen Louisa Defeats The Dragon. Novel. Script - My Way.    A family go one a fishing holiday to an unknown destination. Location devised...
  • Poetry
    Eyes close, darkness enfolds, Rainbow colors flash, disappear, Wind whistles, grass sways Snakes slither, mice hide, Birds cheerfully si...
  • Bernborough
    This is a statue of Bernborough a famous race horse. He stood in a park in Oakey, one of the towns we stayed in, during our trip to the C...
  • Jack's house
    Jack's House Many. Many years ago. Jack shared the house with his mother. They live out in t...
  • Nuts and Ginger.
    On Sunday, we called into Yandina to go to the ginger, and nut factories. We all lined up for a ginger ice cream. Don't usually have muc...
  • Cutting Firewood
    Chop, chop, chop, One day I'll find Rang out every day. ...
  • (no title)
    Homeless Gills A dejected Gills skulked down an alley way littered with rubbi...
  • Photos
    These are a few of the photos I took last week when I went on a bus trip. The day was long and we traveled man...
  • Poetry
    Under the cover of darkness planes roar search targets fire guns drop bombs people died. Sirens wail explosions erupt craters appea...

Monday, April 22, 2013

Words And Pictures



                                                               I am sick
                                                               I am dying
                                                               Roses are red
                                                               Everyone is crying.


                                                               I've been sick
                                                               I'll soon be better
                                                               Violets are flowers
                                                               And so is heather.




                                                                   I am chilly
                                                                   So is winter
                                                                   Snow is white
                                                                   I'll soon be better.



                                                                  I am warm
                                                                  I am the sun
                                                                  Browns are for autumn
                                                                  Colds aren't much fun.
Posted by at

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)