This morning the world belongs to the birds
They sing with relief as humanity shuts down
It belongs to the tiniest blades of grass
Dressing concrete in an emerald gown
It belongs to the deer on city streets
Not living in fear but free to roam
It belongs to the bees reclaiming the pollen
From flowers free to grow
It belongs to the badgers, mercilessly persecuted
By humans for spreading disease
It belongs to the fish and the oceans, tired
From continuous pollution by human beings
This morning Mother Earth is teaching us
We're not as important as we think we are
All the money you print wont save you
Once her anger is unleashed near and far
All we find meaningful is worthless
God-like celebrities and capitalist shit
Penniless or millionaire, we're in the same boat
When the fight back by nature begins
Now we blindly scurry, searching for answers
When all along the answer was respect
Respect for a planet we borrow
But abuse while ignoring the effects
This little world is all we have
An isolated rock orbiting a sun
Today Mother Earth has grounded us
To think about what we've done.
copyright 2020 carol ann lewis
Tuesday, 24 March 2020
Asteroid 2020 (There's a bloody big rock in the sky!)
I was walking home from work last night
Minding my business as you do
When I casually looked up to the sky
And saw a light quite close to the moon
What the heck is that I thought
It's much brighter than a star
Perhaps its aliens but what it was
Was much scarier by far
I went home on the internet
On NASA's website I did peruse
To see if any near Earth objects
Had made it into the news
But the news was full of viruses
And that was the reason why
Boris didn't mention that
There's a bloody big rock in the sky!
Its going to sweep by on Thursday
Let's hope it doesn't hit
Because if it ignores social distancing
We'll really be in the shit
So if you're reading this on Friday
We've survived there's nothing to fear
We're all just stuck in our houses now
Waiting for this virus to clear
copyright carol ann lewis 2020
Minding my business as you do
When I casually looked up to the sky
And saw a light quite close to the moon
What the heck is that I thought
It's much brighter than a star
Perhaps its aliens but what it was
Was much scarier by far
I went home on the internet
On NASA's website I did peruse
To see if any near Earth objects
Had made it into the news
But the news was full of viruses
And that was the reason why
Boris didn't mention that
There's a bloody big rock in the sky!
Its going to sweep by on Thursday
Let's hope it doesn't hit
Because if it ignores social distancing
We'll really be in the shit
So if you're reading this on Friday
We've survived there's nothing to fear
We're all just stuck in our houses now
Waiting for this virus to clear
copyright carol ann lewis 2020
Asteroid 2020 is visible in the night sky at the moment it looks like a very bright star. It will come within 4 million miles of Earth and will safely pass by
Monday, 23 March 2020
Saturday, 7 March 2020
Andrew, Where's My Ring?
It was a cold night in December
When he got down on one knee
At the Royal British Legion
Right there on CCTV
He asked me if I'd marry him
I said yes but here's the thing
It's now two years later and
Andrew. where's my ring?
He didn't even ask me once
That cold December night
Because I thought he was joking
He went and asked me twice
I bet he's got it for Christmas
I thought to myself with glee
But when I woke on Christmas morning
There was no bloody ring for me!
Valentine's Day! That must be it
And everyone agreed
But instead of producing a ring
He got down on one knee
Again!
So now I'm waiting for two rings
But there's a twist ironically
His proposal during the summer means
I'm actually waiting for three
Lo and behold he did it again
On Halloween, its becoming a thing
Every holiday there's a proposal but
Andrew, where's the bloody ring.
People are asking questions now
How long has it been they say
Never mind, New Year's Eve is close
That's got to be the day.
New Year's Eve, the music's loud
He goes missing, where is he?
Then the dancers part. There he is!
Down again on one knee
Now I look to the future and wonder
Will he ever marry me
Or will he still be proposing
When I'm ninety three!
copyright carol ann lewis 2020
When he got down on one knee
At the Royal British Legion
Right there on CCTV
He asked me if I'd marry him
I said yes but here's the thing
It's now two years later and
Andrew. where's my ring?
He didn't even ask me once
That cold December night
Because I thought he was joking
He went and asked me twice
I bet he's got it for Christmas
I thought to myself with glee
But when I woke on Christmas morning
There was no bloody ring for me!
Valentine's Day! That must be it
And everyone agreed
But instead of producing a ring
He got down on one knee
Again!
So now I'm waiting for two rings
But there's a twist ironically
His proposal during the summer means
I'm actually waiting for three
Lo and behold he did it again
On Halloween, its becoming a thing
Every holiday there's a proposal but
Andrew, where's the bloody ring.
People are asking questions now
How long has it been they say
Never mind, New Year's Eve is close
That's got to be the day.
New Year's Eve, the music's loud
He goes missing, where is he?
Then the dancers part. There he is!
Down again on one knee
Now I look to the future and wonder
Will he ever marry me
Or will he still be proposing
When I'm ninety three!
copyright carol ann lewis 2020
Tuesday, 3 March 2020
#Lets Blame Car!
I must have been a witch
In a previous life
Always being blamed
For everyone's troubles and strife
If your hens stopped laying eggs
If you were sick from too much cake
It must be Car's fault they'd cry
Let's burn her at the stake
Rainy days and hail storms
She'd be the cause of it all
And I bet she could conjure up
A forty foot snowfall
Death, disease and destruction
She was probably behind it all
It was she who started the Black Death
Even though she wasn't born
Who began the fire of London
Who killed the Russian Tsar
Who went and sunk the Titanic
It was probably Car!
So if you are sick with lurgy
Or you've broken your big toe
Don't wallow in self pity
Give blaming Car a go.
If your computer catches a virus
If the cat shits in your shoe
If you got sacked from your job
Now you know what to do
If you've been out and got pissed
And don't know where you are
Don't struggle for explanations
Just blame it all on Car!
If you don't win the lottery
Or there's no beer at the bar
Just stand up tall and shout it out
It must be that bloody Car!
Global warming, shrinking ice caps
The disappearing bees
Floods, fires and earthquakes
Car's to blame for all of these
And one day when the world ends
When the sun glows as a bright red star
They'll raise their hands to heaven and cry
I bet that's that bloody Car!
In a previous life
Always being blamed
For everyone's troubles and strife
If your hens stopped laying eggs
If you were sick from too much cake
It must be Car's fault they'd cry
Let's burn her at the stake
Rainy days and hail storms
She'd be the cause of it all
And I bet she could conjure up
A forty foot snowfall
Death, disease and destruction
She was probably behind it all
It was she who started the Black Death
Even though she wasn't born
Who began the fire of London
Who killed the Russian Tsar
Who went and sunk the Titanic
It was probably Car!
So if you are sick with lurgy
Or you've broken your big toe
Don't wallow in self pity
Give blaming Car a go.
If your computer catches a virus
If the cat shits in your shoe
If you got sacked from your job
Now you know what to do
If you've been out and got pissed
And don't know where you are
Don't struggle for explanations
Just blame it all on Car!
If you don't win the lottery
Or there's no beer at the bar
Just stand up tall and shout it out
It must be that bloody Car!
Global warming, shrinking ice caps
The disappearing bees
Floods, fires and earthquakes
Car's to blame for all of these
And one day when the world ends
When the sun glows as a bright red star
They'll raise their hands to heaven and cry
I bet that's that bloody Car!
Hello ....
Welcome to my blog. Here I am going to post some of my poems both old and new. I hope you enjoy reading them
Carol
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