Ready, Steady, Revolution

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When the revolution comes

will you be ready

Hearts afire

flames upon your head

Spirit of your youth

still dwelling in there

Nothing gone or lost

till six feet dead

When the new year comes

will you be ready

Another day

as all new days once more

Earth around the sun

we’re still in orbit

Hanging in there

better than before

Stronger for the effort

and the trying

Smarter

for experience we’ve gained

More empathetic

by the hearts sore tested

Healers to each other

in our pain

When the day begins again

each new one

The revolution

one more spin around

Will you be ready

are you prepared, still willing

Bring it on

we’re still above the ground!

Written for today’s Senior Salon #4. Don’t know how I feel about qualifying for that! I suppose coming up on 55 counts. But still raring to go. Come the revolution – every one of them. 😉

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Flavoursome Friend

Bliss time again,

First coffee!

Gawd, I love it so much!

Nowhere to be on a Sunday morn,

So reading

And a mug of my crutch

 

To pep up the day before it begins,

All snuggled and sipping in time

To words that I read and some that I write,

A pleasure so simple but fine.

 

Prep for some comments!

I’m ready to roll

In and out of my favourite blogs.

All calm in here,

Though grey outside,

The weather has gone to the dogs.

 

Thunder and lightening

Accompanied my dreams,

Flashed in at my window pane,

I woke through the night

With sadness, no fright,

But a heart aching with pain.

 

All better now, dreams are so strange,

Especially when I can’t recall

What passed through my mind as I lay sleeping.

Maybe that’s wiser for all.

 

Though heavy the skies,

My heart is renewed

With a cup of the freshest of brew

And time to peruse,

Chat with my muse

And catch up on all of the news.

 

So cheers little coffee bean!

My days wouldn’t start

Quite so well

If your scent and your flavour

Did not endeavour

To rouse me. It would all go to hell.

 

Mornings spent trying to awaken.

Giving my old body a shaking,

But no need for that, cos you’re right on hand.

Yes, you my coffee, are grand!