Where are you taking me?.


Where are you taking me, sweet little elf
Is it to someplace, I’d venture myself?

Will it be gruesome, vile and revolting
Alluringly bleak,  dark thoughts evoking.

Could it be haunted,  by phantoms and ghosts
Blood thirsty bats, to which we are hosts.

What of lost souls, do they live there
Are those their cries, tainting the air?

I’m scared of the dark, what lies beyond
Should I cry out, who would respond

Why bring me here, what have I done
Which wicked tale, has someone spun

You must not believe, all that you hear
Do you think it’s me, you need to fear?

Be cautious kind elf, you’ve brought me to Hell
Dear Dante and Virgil, depicted it well

Don’t try my patience, my trusty guide
Nor seek to run, elves cannot hide.

Please take me back, sweet little elf
Or here you’ll remain, all by yourself!.

Can you keep a secret?.


What if I were to tell you a secret
Could you be trusted to forever keep it?

Could your discretion be counted upon
Would you sit and listen for however long.

Will you be tempted to unburden all
Keep my sins stored poised to recall.

I think I can trust you, I hope I’m correct
I know you are like me, a fact I accept.

I require due solace, an unbiased ear
A private confessor, one I don’t fear.

Someone to share with,  could that be you
You’ll be the one, to see it through?

Can you keep my secrets, however bleak
Sit back, listen, please do not speak.

The kids went back to school!.


The kids went back to school today
I’m very happy, what can I say.

Seven long weeks, they’ve been at home
Driving me past, my comfort zone.

They tried my patience, tested my will
I bit my nails, took a strong pill.

We argued and fought, kissed and made up
I poured more wine, took a big sup.

A trip to the Farm, sounds easy enough
A nose bitten by, Billy Goat Gruff.

There were buckets of tears, tantrums galore
chain smoking mums, passed out on the floor.

Fathers who worked, from dawn until dusk
Mothers who screamed, until a vein bust.

Endless days,  I thought would not end
wonderful days, I hope come again!.

My life story?.

What have you done with your life up till now?
Could you answer that, if so tell me how.

When I was born, I got the wrong list
I’m a quick learner,  I soon got the gist.

Do as you’re told, be seen but not heard
Follow the crowd, be part of the herd.

Be average in class, stifle your voice
Smile and accept, it’s not a choice.

Don’t lose the weight, or colour your hair
Stay in the background, it’s much safer there.

Marry the first one who drives to the door
If they own a car, they can’t be that poor.

Produce a few offspring, perhaps just the one
Tears when they come, tears when they’re gone.

Keep taking the tablets, drinking the wine
Numbing the pain,  and wasting your time.

Stop and take stock, when your mother dies
Take hold of your life, open your eyes.

Don’t look to the future, don’t live in the past
Just treat every day, as if its your last.

Are fairies real?.

How do you know, that fairies aren’t real
how do you know,  that goldfish can’t  feel?.

Don’t you believe in ghosts and in ghouls
don’t you believe in some of those fools?.

I thought you knew Santa had a white beard
I thought you knew Satan needs to be feared.

Of course you’ve encountered heartbreak and loss
of course you blame him, nailed to his cross.

Aliens exist, true love does not
don’t leave your cat in baby’s cot.

I used to believe in all that I heard
some of the lies, were completely absurd.

Please listen closely, take my advice
don’t trust a soul, however nice.

Don’t let yourself be tricked and deceived
search for the things that can be believed.

An angel came to sit with me.

An angel came to sit with me
she felt my abject misery
she saw the tears I often shed
she saw the turmoil in my head.

The angel sat but did not speak
she wiped a tear from my cheek
her eyes were clear, bright and blue
compassion, kindness both shone through.

She took my hand and held it tight
her skin so soft, cold and white.
I clung to her in desperation
praying she would bring salvation.

She stroked my hair, and held me close
she smelled so sweet, a fragrant rose
I cried fresh tears, a river flowed
an endless torrent, until it slowed.

I fell asleep in the angels arms
comforted by her ethereal charms
I felt safe content and totally free
the happy soul, I wanted to be.

An angel came to sit with me
to halt my abject misery
to soothe my worries ease my pain
give me the strength to live again.

M is for Madness.


M is for madness, M is for me
surrounded by madness, it’s all I can see.

I think it’s genetic, my family are mad
My brother’s a psycho, then there’s my dad!.

My sister starts howling, at every full moon
and wears a fur coat, in the middle of June .

My uncle’s in jail, I can’t say what for
he’s safely locked up, behind a white door.

My aunt loves to chat, to folk on the street
usually she’s naked, just socks on her feet.

My cousin’s alright, he’s only fifteen
but he’s blessed with 3 eyes, one blue and 2 green.

Last, but not least, is my dear grandpa Pat,
he calls himself Mary, and married his cat.

At the end of the day, when all’s said and done
living with madness, is really quite fun.

I like being crazy, cuckoo and mad
To live my life sane, to me seems so sad!.

My fairytale land.

Last night I arose from a wonderful dream
twinkle star woke me with her powerful beam

I gazed round my room, and what did I see?
the daintiest fairy staring at me.

Hello said the fairy, and how do you do
a wonderful adventure is waiting for you.

She held out her hand, I took it in mine
don’t worry she whispered, you’ll be just fine.

I closed my eyes, kept them shut tight
we sailed through the air, two birds in full flight.

When we arrived, to where we were bound
you couldn’t imagine the wonders I found.

Cinderella, Snow White, the 3 little pigs
the cat and the fiddle dancing a jig.

Where is this place, I asked of my guide
why Fairytale Land, she sweetly replied.

So happy was I, to be in this place
the biggest of smiles displayed on my face.

We travelled around, my fairy and I
delighted amazed, at all I did spy.

Little red riding hood baked us a cake
to thank her I showed her which path she should take.

I danced with some pixies, drank tea with a mouse
tasted the roof of a gingerbread house.

Beauty, the Beast, I met them all
too many names for me to recall.

And then it was time, to return to my bed
I said my goodbyes a few tears were shed.

In the blink of an eye, I was back in my room
my Fairytale adventure, had ended too soon.

I am the hunter.

I am the hunter, and you are my prey
you’ve been very bad, now it’s time to pay.

I’ve had you surveilled, kept you in my sights
I’ve seen what annoys you, in what you delight.

How long has it been, I’ve lost track of time
since you decided, you couldn’t be mine.

How many times, have I been deceived
how many lies, did you have me believe.

I didn’t doubt you, I stayed by your side
It didn’t occur, you had so much to hide.

You’re not hiding now though, I’m hot on your trail
You’re frightened, pathetic, you’re destined to fail.

I have been wondering, how it should be done
subtle by poison, or brutal by gun.

Don’t think I’m joking, believe me I’m not
you pushed me too far, now I’ve lost the plot.

My heart has been broken, I’m seething with rage
you’ve woken my demons, unlocked the cage.

I need you to suffer, scream out in pain
mess with your mind, drive you insane.

Now I am the hunter, and you are my prey
I’m coming to bring you, to your judgement day.

My Venetian sunset.

The most beautiful sunset that I’ve ever seen,
first came to me, in a wonderful dream.

A dream I first had, a long time ago,
brought me the gift, of a magical show.

The setting Venezia, an hour to dusk
honeysuckle blossom, traces of musk.

Imagine the beauty, the splendour on view
the prism of colours, their shimmering hue.

The water reflected, the suns fading light
the gondolier smiled, at the couples delight.

I stand on a bridge, and picture a scene
a masquerade ball, where I am the queen.

Casanova my partner, I dance in his arms
he preens like a peacock, displaying his charms.

As the sun slowly sets, the music dies down
the guests leave the floor, I take off my crown.

Fatigue overtakes me, sleep calls my name
my Venetian sunset, till we meet again.