A new year treat...two for the price of one

A new year treat...two for the price of one

Every day there is

A little piece of magic

Waiting to be noticed

Old men

Trying to catch rainbows

Splashing in rainwater

Laughing like drains

As hungry as young folk

Looking to be noticed

Trees grow out from the sea

Fish leap up high

Trying to pluck

Birds from Mangrove branches

Pelicans circle bathers

Trying to find safe landing

A million Midges

Swarm in clouds

Resembling tornadoes

A dizzy mating dance

Above the trees

Tired cyclists

Burst out of lycra

And young mum’s

Push buggies at high speed

Winning the race

To keep in shape

As an old dear

In a gabardine coat

Nods her head in the corner

Of the cafe

Over coffee and a hardback

Every day she reads a little more

From the freebies

Left on the wall

By Lady Jane

With the swan neck

And ugly bruises on her arm

Her appearance

Can cause alarm

But she ignores it

From the moment

It occurs

She has a fine voice

For singing

Soon it will be used

To perform

A different song

And that will be a day

Of wonder,

Miracle and magic.

Hope is in despair

As it lies wanting

Waiting for time

To break its hold on

Our disrepair

Dreams are broken

In anticipation

Of the moment

Sleep falls from our eyes

As a token

Of the breathless

Underlying reason

We all experience

Sturm und drang

Before we go.