Big Bug BBQ


(c) Caterpillar BBQ, The Caterpillar Shivered, 2019

Every Sunday in the park,
We all get together,
Run around and play games,
And have fun with one another.
***
And as hunger sets in,
Out comes the grill,
And everyone has a thrill,
At the Big Bug BBQ.

Do The Caterpillar


(c) Practicing With Shadows, The Caterpillar Shivered, 2019

Shuffle to the left,
Shuffle to the right,
Ruffle the cabbage,
And take a big bite.
***
Curl up from the cold,
And hide away for the night,
Avoid the birds,
And the bats that bite.
***
And when you grow up,
Wrap yourself up high,
Dangle from a twig,
And wait to take flight.

What Could be Better Than Now?


You know that point,
That wonderful felling,
No matter how quick,
No matter how fleeting.
*
The sensation of happiness,
coated in uncertainty,
One of the few times,
It’s left to Heisenberg.
*
Where the blood moves quick,
But the brain is stumped,
All in an instant you know its correct,
But in that time its questioned.
*
How did I get here?
Where do I go now?
Will the path ever be clear?
From here on out?
*
But you push those questions off,
Just to bask in the joy of the moment,
The warmth of the happiness,
The joy of that instant,
But you always question,
*
What could be better than now???

Win Them All Tom


Tom Daley today,
I wish you luck,
And all the best to come,
We will all be watching,
Watching you diving,
Watching you winning.

But until that day,
We all wait eagerly,
You’re in our prayers,
In our hearts,
In our dreams,
The United Kingdom,
United Behind you,
Spurring you on,
Go get the gold young Daley,
Go win them all.

Come See the Games


Dreams are made,
People parade,
Swimmers swim,
And medals won.
***
The sportsmen unite,
Count their medals at night,
Win more in the morning,
Then rest in the evening.
***
The Commonwealth flocking,
To see the running,
To watch the boxing,
To cheer the swimming.
***
Scotland’s chance to shine,
Alongside the best,
In the land of the kilt,
In a world well built.
***
Come see the games,
Where dreams are made,
Battles fought,
By the Commonwealth of Nations.

Another Reminder Your Not There


When I see the news,
It reminds me,
When I visit the shops,
It reminds me,
Fathers day,
Another reminder,
Family packs,
Without the father,
Advertising emails,
For father and son,
Another sting,
Now that your gone.

Goodbye, Farewell, So Long.


Each day I go out,
I forget your aren’t here,
When I walk to work,
You are just there,
You must be at home,
Where else would you be,
I’m not convincing myself,
It’s just the way it has been,
Then I remember,
And I twinge a little inside,
You aren’t at home,
And haven’t “just popped out,
For a while,”
No,
You are gone,
And can never be seen,
No quick visit,
Or just a cup of tea,
I have to remind myself,
Before I try to call,
You are not here,
No, not at all,
So before I forget,
And dream you are home,
let me say goodbye,
farewell and so long.

Happy Fathers Day


I would write a card,
but it could not reach you,
I would visit,
But I could not meet you,
I would call,
But you could not answer,
I would text,
But you wouldn’t get it,
All I can do is say,
Happy fathers day,
And hope you can hear me.

We Once Said I Love You


You once said I love you without force,
Without pain, without remorse,
What we had was special,
But the bitterness came,
First it was just arguing,
Behind locked doors, then in public.
***
I once said I love you without wincing,
Without a sigh, without rolling my eyes,
What we had felt right,
But the cruelty came,
And we drifted apart,
Lived separately, Then moved apart.
***
We once said I love you without spite,
Without sarcasm, Without venom,
What we had worked,
But what finally came,
And finally ended it,
Was sharp words, and harsher jibes.

The 1967 Breakthrough


Am I dreaming,
Am I alone,
Could this be,
Could we have won,
Love is allowed,
Love is not wrong,
Society accepts us,
Society moves on,
There is still more to do,
There are those who protest,
Society will adapt,
Society has already,
Love has been accepted,
Love has no limits,
Could tomorrow be better,
Could we love free,
I am not alone,
I am not dreaming.

Time, Just Stand Still


I am the youngest I will ever be,
Yet the oldest I have ever seemed,
Stop the clock now,
And let time stand still.
***
For he is the reason,
Life is never dull,
But sometimes I need,
The clock to stop,
And time to leave me be.
***
But he marches on,
Tick by tock,
And tock by tick,
Endlessly marching to the metronome.
***
So cherish the time,
Because tomorrow as with now,
You will be the youngest you ever were,
But the oldest you have ever been.

Drawn To You


There you sit,
Across the platform from me,
It may as well be,
A world away.
***
You don’t notice me,
You never have,
Our lives cross every day,
But never our hearts.
***
Have you ever seen me,
Looking at you,
Hoping you,
Were looking at me too?
***
I would make a move,
If I only knew,
Who you were,
Or why I was drawn to you.

Love is Like a Song


Like music from an orchestra,
Like strings that are plucked,
Love vibrates around us,
Love is in all of us.
***
In a whisper,
Or in a shout,
Love lives within us,
We just need to let it out.
***
Feel it in you,
Feel it fill you up,
Don’t hide from love,
And don’t hold it back.

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Soaring Like A Sunlit Dream


I feel you there,
Hidden from view,
You lift me up,
When I am blue,
You are with me,
Every night,
You whisper softly,
You give me flight,
I dream I’ll see you,
But I wake not to,
The thought of you,
Fills me with warmth,
You send me soaring,
Like a sunlit dream.

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They Were Just Boys


They were just boys,
Some with parents to go back to,
Some with families young,
Some never tasting life,
Before it would shortly be done.
***
They were just boys,
Sat there in the boats,
Sat with their thoughts,
Sat on their own,
With everyone around them.
***
They were just boys,
Landing from the skies
Landing on the beaches,
Landing Where they,
Had never stepped before.
***
They were just boys,
With a gun in hand,
With wet legs,
With thoughts of home,
Praying to get back there.
***
They were just boys,
When they stood up to hate,
When they stood up to fear,
When they stood up for peace,
With gunfire in their ear.
***
They were just boys,
Who brought us safety,
Who brought us peace,
Who brought us an end,
To the fighting and war.

Migraine


It starts off like a trickle,
A flick of the light,
A trick of the eye,
A bit of the blind,
The it hits like a brick,
Right at the back of the head,
The throbbing,
The light,
The wishing for death,
But after a while,
It all goes away,
The pain subsides,
The brain relaxes,
The main is over,
Next is the mood,
It’s up so high,
It’s down so low,
It’s all over the place,
Not knowing where to go,
And all that is left,
Is feeling drained,
That is my attacks,
Of a migraine.