The Arrival Of Spring

As the boobook owl called in the faint moonlight
The Spring arrived at the stroke of midnight
As she always does on September's first day
When she comes south for her annual three months stay
As Spring into the town park on silent wings did fly
The magpie's warbling song echoed to the silent sky
At dawn the blackbird's song pleasant to hear
The Spring it is his favorite time of the year
On Spring's first day the rain it is drizzling down
On the quiet streets of the old country town
On August the thirty first Winter's last day nice spells of sunshine
But on Spring's first day the weather not so fine
The Spring arrived at the stroke of midnight
As the magpie was warbling in the faint moonlight.

Cares And Worries

We all have our own cares and worries even every billionaire
Despite their vast amounts of money of worries do have their own share
A happy and a carefree person is one you do not meet every day
Though it is true that worrying about them does not make your problems go away
The more you do worry it is known the bigger your worries do grow
And everyone at some time in their life at some time of some sort of worry does know
In a World where billions of people every day do compete for work and success
Amongst the main causes of heart attack and cancer are the things known as worry and stress
We all have our own cares and worries they are part of life as some do say
It is because of these that some people do grow prematurely gray
If you are one with cares and worries on this you are not on your own
For these to many are familiar and Worldwide to every at some time are known
Yes everyone has their cares and worries they are two of our great mental foes
They can give rise to cancer and heart problems yet are part of life one must suppose.

Do Not Judge The Man

Do not judge the man by his suit the suit never does make the man
It is the thoughts in the mind that does matter though the best of human technology thought cannot scan
What makes the man is not his money or the suit of clothes he does wear
Though the wealthy well dressed man may win for himself admirers wealthy and well dressed men with empathy are known to be rare
The wealthy and well dressed and  well groomed fellow wearing the striped suit and collar and tie
May not live up to his appearance as outer appearance it often does lie
How well dressed and wealthy you are may matter and in a material World may take you far
To many these things are important but they do not tell us of the person you are
The well dressed and wealthy man never short of female admirers he is the popular man of the town
But he is not known for compassion for those who are financially down
You may always be well dressed and quite wealthy own a big home with a swimming pool and drive an expensive new car
Though to many these things do matter they do not tell us of the person you are.

I Pen Rhymes Because

I pen rhymes because it is something i like doing and not for money or literary renown
Rhyming helps me in my maudlin moments when i am feeling mentally down
It does give me something to live for since i cannot talk of  personal success
Of such i have never known of any so my thoughts in rhyme online i express
A rhymer nowadays is out of fashion rhyme used to be a literary fashionable thing
The praises of free verse poets the literary critics do like to sing
Everyone have their own chosen hobbies the famous and the all but unknown
And sameness it does become boring like as is said to each their own
I penned my first rhymes in the early nineteen seventies in my physical and mental prime
And i have penned a lot of stuff since then for that is going back years in time
And suppose the reason rhyme is out of fashion is that anybody can rhyme
To me rhyme words make for pleasant music like bells with a musical chime
I am always happy when i am rhyming as it does bring some joy to my day
It is something to me that comes easy and i never could give it away.

Luke

When i meet Luke and this is not often he complains to me of his wife
He blames her for his sad existence and all that is wrong in his life
He never has a happy story unhappiness to him lives near
I always tell him i am in a hurry since his sad tales i do not wish to hear

He and his wife Jo do not have children though they have been married for twenty years or more
And she is too old for child bearing since of years she is well past the two score
Separated under the one roof and married only in name
For the unhappiness he knows of in his life Jo is the one he does blame

Not on speaking terms and living under the one roof their dislike for each other they do not hide
And that they both do have part time lovers is something by them that is not denied
I do not see Jo very often only know her for to say good day
She is quite an attractive looking woman and about her does have a nice way

But her estranged husband Luke i know better for his unhappiness her he does blame
He uses her as a scapegoat for his woes a cop out for want of a better name
Since it is so easy for one to blame another for their unhappy state of mind
And whinging Luke for his life's sorrow a scapegoat in his estranged wife does find.

The Sanderling And Turnstone Are Back In Killarney

The sanderling and turnstone are back in Killarney from their Arctic breeding grounds far away
I see them searching for insects and sea lice amongst the kelp on the foreshore on this mild and sunny August day
They have made the thousands of kilometers aerial journey for to see in the southern calendar Spring
They are such amazing small waders but then Nature is an amazing thing
Their kind does not recognize borders these travelers of the World sky
Every year in their long migrations thousands of kilometers they do fly
They travel far south of their birthplace and return again there to breed
Amongst the most nomadic of shorebirds they are World travelers indeed
From their breeding grounds by the Arctic ocean a journey of twenty thousand kilometers or more
To Killarney in South West Victoria a beach on the Pacific shore
They always seem quite fearful of people they take to the sky if they sense danger to them is near
Like most other wildborn creatures of being preyed upon they do fear
The sanderlings and turnstones are back in Killarney to see in the southern calendar Spring
They are such amazing small creatures but then Nature is such an amazing thing.

Even As The Migratory Bird Does Fly

Even as the migratory bird does fly
Far south of old Duhallow i do live today
In distance many thousand of miles by sky
The Boggeragh Ranges from South West Victoria far away

I thought that i had left my past behind
When some of the bigger World out there i went to see
But like it is for every migrant of every race and kind
The past in memory it has followed me

And it will be with me till the day i die
Wherever or whenever that will be
For the fact is and fact does never lie
That one of our human gifts is the gift of memory

There are things in your past you may wish to forget
But like the good memories the bad memories too in us live on
You cannot change it all to your regret
A happening in your life in Seasons long since gone

My past it did come with me on the day
I passed for the last time through Millstreet Town
And the mental image is with me to stay
Of old Finnow bank high in flood of brown.