R.T.W.

The day seems so long
When you know there's a wrong
That will take more to address
Than with words or a song

I'd swear the clock hands are stuck
Guess karma won't look
On me with sympathy
So it shouldn't after the liberties I took

So take aim, take fire
Shoot with all your desire
As I walk the good line
Pity I went first through the mire

So wrap up the words where they belong
Hush now man, don't sing that song
And hope above hopes
You get to right that wrong

Changeling

You be my woman
I'll be your man
But if that doesn't fit
The mood, the day, the plan

Then I'll be your friend
Someone to share
Every moment, each breath
All your woes, and every care

Someone to talk to
Help lighten the load
Won't let you spend time
On a dark lonely road

And my arms will waiting
For you, open wide
When I can hold you, love you
Show you the best place to hide

Is with me, in me
Surrounded by love
You're the only one I want
It's you I always think of

Autumn Glow

You may recall this verse from the #vlomo10 or click here and I'll read it for you


Sitting waiting
For his appointment to end
The knee damage to which
The physio will attend
I sit and I ponder
And then contemplate
As cars race past
On this short narrow straight
I wonder if they notice
How pretty it's here
With trees dropping leaves
Like they're shedding a tear
The colours surround me
So many to see
I have memories of this place
They make me happy
My phone's gonna ring now
I'd better go
But remember this picture
The pretty autumn glow

NaNoWrimo

Some fool I know decided
To pen a word or two
Fifty-thousand to be accurate
Till November's done and through

A story, book, or novel will
Flow from these fingers here
In only 30 days though
No doubt with cursing and a tear

Quantity not quality is what
Really counts this time
But can I sacrifice my love
Of words written out in rhyme?

I won't be able to review
The text I put on the page
Will have to leave it well alone
Mistakes may be all the rage

So if I'm a tad quiet here
Or tweeting less and less
I'll be writing out my story
And under great duress

So wish me some plain sailing
For luck is all I've got
So I'd better her leave here now
And go dream up the plot


If you feel the urge, join in at NaNoWriMo

Where everybody knows your name.....

When I started tweeting
I hid myself away
Said little about the person
Simply called bj

My profile gave you nothing
On which to make a call
Seemed like I'd built a barrier
An impenetrable wall

Slowly, slowly over time
I let loose a burst or rant
Giving out some little details
Proving I was not so nonchalant

And people asked their questions
On who I was and why
Trying to get under my skin
Find out more about this guy

And apart from some relatives
(A brother and a wife)
None here knew me at all
From a previous life

But recently I found a few
That know me from before
I logged in to twitter.com
And we still have rapport

I thought this would be weird
Uncomfortable or strange
I always wondered if I could
Adapt to this kind of change

But I'm reminded of a programme
I used to quite enjoy
The antics of a barkeep
And those he did employ

And words from that theme tune
Fit nicely in this frame
You know, it feels quite good
That they know my name

Selfish

Selfish is as selfish does
Selfish leads the way
Filling up thy very self
From dawn till end of day

Turn away that selfish soul
Lead not to hearth or home
Point the direction I must go
Where my selfish heart can roam

Signal lost

Gonna write a little verse
As i have no words to say
Silence has taken hold of me
It's grip is strong today

Feel like I'm........
Tumbling, mumbling
Jumbling, fumbling
It's caught me on the hop
Stumbling, grumbling
Bumbling, not a thing
I can do to make it stop

Feel so.......
Shattered, battered
Not that it matters
Pummelled to the ground
Ripped up in tatters
Can't explain how it matters
To look up and find you around

I thought when I'd finished this
I'd feel a big release
But from the silence here today
I can find no peace