RAIN, GO AWAY!

RAIN, GO AWAY!

More rain is forecast, I've been told.

I'm feeling lousy, got a cold.

I'm coughing till my face is red.

Think I should be in my bed.

That is where I want to be,

With a lovely mug of tea.

I'm a native of this town.

It looks as if we all may drown!

Nanna says she wants an ark

Let's help her build it for a lark.

We must start, right now, today.

Before we all get washed away!

I suppose it's soggy everywhere

and Bedford town has had its share.

But enoughs, enough, where is the summer?

It looks as if its done a runner.

So if “You're from Bedford” hope and pray.

That sunny days are on their way.

SOGGY DAY BLUES. a poem of sorts by Ann Wilson

Another miserable, soggy day.
Typical Bank Holiday I have to say.
I've done more washing, now in the dryer,
Can't hang on line for me to admire!

I've tidied drawers and had a sort,
of unwanted clothes, that I once bought.
Some do not suit me, or don't fit.
Why did I buy them? Holy S..t!

To the charity shop, all must go,
Won't sell on eBay, that I know.
Too much hassle, postage dear.
Plus competition, with other gear.

No sun today, can't sit outdoors.
Time to do some household chores.
Brush the floor and hoover the dog,
Do some ironing, clean the bog.

Time to sit and have some tea
A slice of homemade cake, Yippee!
Watch some telly, look online.
Till 5pm, then time to dine.

Washing up is such a chore
But I've got Paul, that's what HE'S for!
Then more TV and a soap to view,
Same, old, same old, nothing new.

Then it's time to go to bed
Rest my weary aching head
Ate too much, tummy funny.
Let's hope tomorrow will be sunny. 






 

   

THE RIVER GREAT OUSE IN SUMMER A poem by Ann Wilson

A little poetic licence here to make it more interesting!!





Graceful willows line her bank,
branches drifting in the flow.

Regal swans glide softly by,
bright mallards come and go.

Silver ripples in the sunlight
mini whirlpools, crystal clear.

Fish, darting to the surface,
for a welcome morsel here.

Young lovers on the grass
throw in a crumb or two.

I smile, as I remember,
I did the same with you.

The little cafe by the river
still does a thriving trade.

Fresh cream teas and doughnuts
and cakes that are home made.

A rowing boat streaks past,
so powerful, yet serene.

Splash of oars on water,
a splendid summer scene.

Relaxing by the river,
a lovely place to be.

Sights and sounds on water,
simple pleasures and all free!

Joe

So sorry to hear my favourite singer Joe Longthorne has throat cancer. He has been through too much as it is , so I wish him well with his latest treatment.  You're a real trouper Joe xxx