Marie-Claire

I say good bye to my old friend Our last date tomorrow night On the strike of midnight Do I want to look back Retrace my steps day by day And rehash an old play? No, my friend, I want to say Thanks for the good times The not so good and the terribly sad Do I want to sulk and bring you back One more... Sign in to see full entry.

This is the spice up beefed up version, well take your pick... Thank you for the matching socks They rock! Thank you for the pretty hankies Sniff! Thank you for the lovely books Perfect Door stops! Thank you for the lovely smelly soap Reeking of hell! Thank you for the wonderful C.Ds Nausea to my... Sign in to see full entry.

Christmas unwrapped Undone digested And already forgotten Aftermath strewn In little paper shrapnel Across once immaculate floor Jesus tucked Back in its box With the donkey the ox and the bullock Our lives Bought at great cost Our gifts A mere token Sign in to see full entry.

Is it time to go already???? But….. I have not made my bed And my house’s in a mess Not to mention my head I have to say bye to Uncle Harry And mum’s in a hurry And I forgot to tell her sorry I have not blessed the children yet And told them well done And kissed their forehead But… Jesus said come,... Sign in to see full entry.

I went out Christmas shopping In search of the gift of hope, And where do you find hope I ask you? I went to the corner store And found none. “You cannot buy such a thing”, they said Casting me a puzzled look. Seeing my despondent face They tentatively added: “We do sell soap, would you like some... Sign in to see full entry.

Will you be my moose tonight, little goose? Once upon a time Was a moose who dreamed Of being wild and loose So he took off his hooves And put on flying boots And was free to carouse Until an angry moose Stole his flying boots And tied them in a noose The aggrieved moose Let loose and caught up With... Sign in to see full entry.

Hi, from Noozealand… Not much to say really, blogit current affairs are probably more news worthy than this little island in the Pacific. How are we gearing up for Christmas? Most of us will be armed with barbecue tongues, a sausage or two, and the odd chops ready for the big cook up. Turkeys will... Sign in to see full entry.

Sadly, I am no longer able to post my poetry on the blog due to a conflict of interest. I am not "allowed" anymore. I cannot give the full reasons, it is nothing serious. I am really sad not to be able to share my poetry. If things don't work out, I will be back, but my loyalties are divided at the... Sign in to see full entry.

Lord Feed me well When I am not well For you know very well What dwells inside me fires of hell Want me as well that I can tell Lord meet me at the stairwell Speak to me down at the well So I can farewell hell And fear as well So I can be well Again. Sign in to see full entry.

Fear at my doorstep Regular visitor Of old haunts Fear is a familiar foe Regular intruder Unwelcome imposter Fear knows the way In and out of my home It can break all the locks Fear knows the way To my heart And pricks it really hard Fear of the unknown Grips me again so tight Should I feel... Sign in to see full entry.