Sunday, 4 December 2016

THE MIRROR:

 THE MIRROR:
Is the mirror a friend of yours?
Showing your beauty and charm.
Or is it very unfriendly,
Giving you cause for alarm?

Yesterday I had a shock,
A shock beyond compare.
For whilst looking in the mirror
Arranging my untidy hair.

It was then I notice IT.
More crows feet and tramlines on my face.
Showing the age of life,
That one cannot erase.

I felt really dejected.
What does people think of me.
I'm not being vain folk.
But the mirror dosen't lie you see.

So for the day I adorned the mirror
With a cover like above.
Until I can look at myself.
And be someone I love.
 
Copyright Yvonne Lewis 04/12/2016:


Friday, 2 December 2016

THE TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS OF BEING YVONNE:

 THE TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS OF BEING YVONNE:
The Google Gremlins have been busy once more.
Some of my poems have disappeared.
I spent the whole of yesterday trying to locate them.
But alas they are lost to oblivion I fear.

I was also stricken with a sinus infection,
But feel much better today.
I won't go into more details,
That's the end of that subject I say.

On Wednesday, I acted most positivily,
Being born under star sign Taurus The Bull.
I took the proverbally Bull by the horns
Believe me that day was not dull.
I went to the local travel agency.
Booked flights for January to Spain.
Decided I would go to dog sit,
To  see my dear son John again.

Have a wonderful week-end,
May your hearts be filled with joy.
I intend to spend the time,
Listening and viewing Danny Boy.

Copyright Yvonne Lewis 02/12/2016:

 


Thursday, 24 November 2016

HAPPY THANKSGIVING DAY:

HAPPY THANKS GIVING DAY:
To you all my American friends,
I hope your day goes well.
May all your plans go with a swing,
This to you I tell.
 
We all have something to be thankful for,
In this world so wide.
No matter what problems come our way.
It's a day like today they, we can hide.
 
To all those who are not well in health,
I wish your recovery speedy.
You are all an inspiration to us all,
Also the poor and needy.
 
So do have a joyous day,
Hope the sun shines down on you.
It sure is a day for celebrations.
For the like of you.
 
Yvonne.

Tuesday, 22 November 2016

SORRY FOLK: NEVER BE HASTY

SORRY FOLK: NEVER BE :HASTY
On exploring this new layout of blog,
I thought I had it sussed.
But inadvertently removed all comments,
Made by people I trust.

I am so sorry,
It won't happen again I assure you.
Please don't give up on me.
Friends like you are few.

I will get the hang of this new layout.
It may take a few days.
I will explore it again later today,
Never be hasty....it don't pay.
Yvonne.

WHAT'S GOING ON?

WHAT'S GOING ON?
I  couldn't sleep too well,
So thought I would come on my blog.
When I logged on I was confused,
My mind is all of a fog.
 
You see theyv'e altered the outlay,
Had to search high and low for your posts.
I thought I was in sort of nightmare.
"THEY" being Googgle our kind hosts.
 
Why did they have to change it?
It's confused me this I can tell.
Have YOU seen the new outlay?
If you have, what do you think
PRAY TELL.
 
Yvonne
23/11/2016  (4 16am)

I LEARNED A VALUABLE LESSON:

I LEARNED A VALUABLE LESSON:
Yesterday I was filled with dread.
That a thunder storm was due.
 I wrote it in a poem,
That I wrote to you.
 
The weather was absolutely horrendous,
Gales force winds and heavy rain.
It was bitter cold to say the least,
Causing so much distress and pain.
 
Well, I did some relaxation,
Also read a wonderful book.
How to overcome your fears,
I'm pleased I had a look.
 
The lesson that I learned,
Was not to worry about thinks you cannot change.
Just carry on with your life,
And your way of thinking rearrange.
 
I glad I read that book.
I'll read it again another day.
You see that stupid thunder storm,
Never came our way: 

HAPPY TUESDAY:
Yvonne:
 
 
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Monday, 21 November 2016

A DAY FOR FACING FEARS:

 A DAY FOR FACING FEARS:
Since Saturday evening,
Torrential rain and gales have been here.
Today however dear friends,
Thunder storms is forecast I fear.

I have this dread of thunder storms,
As the lightning uspets my eyes.
Being an Epileptic sufferer,
My fear I can't disguise.

I must however try and face this fear,
Once and for all.


As living entirely alone,
There is no-one likely to call.

I will listen to some relaxation tapes,
As the day progresses.
So should the storm arrive this evening.
How I will actually be is anyone's guesses.

I hope your weather is better,
May the sun smile down on you.
Please whisper a silent prayer for me,
As the day marches through.

Copyright Yvonne Lewis 21/11/2016