Friday 1 July 2016

Words That Formed Themselves.

My brain is wondering
and wandering along
what this day holds
what is it's song

A gift immeasurable,
a divine responsibility
soon to be over
now about to be

spontaneity jars the system
to-do lists are a bore
what if I don't pass
even my bedroom door?

Selfishly I'll take
and clutch it to myself
my own desires
let my actions engulf

Yet the end of a matter
supersedes the beginning by far
the sun setting and regrets
reflections that char

So I'll use the day for good
beyond my comfort zone
leave my bedroom safe
won't even moan

An act of love
another of sacrifice
self discipline one
acts without price

Something to make a smile
something to remove a frown
maybe cheer the world up 
bring the international crime rate down 

throw flower petals 
out my back window
play loud Frank Sinatra 
for my dog, fido

wear puffed sleeves
shave my head
bake ketchup flavoured muffins
start a petting zoo in my shed

a copy of King Henry VIII
to my mother I'll give
tie my hair to a kite
with the winds it will live

When today is over
with satisfaction I'll smile
today I was adventurous!
"Adventure, it's been a while."