Tree change in Murch.: February 2017

Monday, 27 February 2017

Waiting for

Day after day , they wait

From the relentless sun and heartless heat

They've found a shelter of some kind

In the shade of a Humvee car

They see humanity pass by

Leaving them behind

Ignored, not even acknowledged

On the crossroad

They're not begging

Still they are waiting in silence

They display a sign as someone told them

He said he would come to wait for him

He didn't give them a day or a time

So they turn up day in day out

They've forgotten for what,

Or for whom?

Life has lost meaning

They've given up hope.

Lucette C. Bailliet

Sunday, 26 February 2017

Did you really need to?

Oh , you pushed your point

In a graphical manner

Not a word was said

That's true!

One pink water can in one hand

A lime green one in the other

But did you really need to

Water the garden

In your birthday suit?

I know I was sick for a week

I didn't tackle house chores

Such as washing

But did you really need

To make the tomatoes blush?

Lucette C. Bailliet

Friday, 24 February 2017

Advantages to being sick

When one is sick

Priorities are reassessed

First on an hourly basis

Such is the case for massage:

Let's do it now, please.

Secondly on a daily planning

Washing and cleaning can wait

Tomorrow will be perfect

They might stay quite a while

Under that umbrella label

The rest is simply ignored

Makes life so much easier

Food is not even mentioned

On any diary as I keep to fluids only

That saves time and money

Quite handy really

Not to mention the weight loss

Which is fine with me

As I had a few pounds too many!

Lucette C. Bailliet

Happy 27th birthday

For you my dearest friend

A bag full of wishes

First have a great day

Take a pause in your studies

Enjoy your special day

Meet and celebrate with friends

You deserve it!

Even the heavens are with you

The weekend is yours.

May this new year be filled

With success, love and laughter

May it bring peace to your heart.

My last one will be

Don't try too hard

Enjoy life's small favours

Have a Happy Birthday!

Lucette C. Bailliet

A long night

The day is ending

Night is coming

With it anxiety follows

The long dark hours

To be suffered silently

While the pain racks

My wrecked body

The impossibility to sleep

To turn and toss endlessly

Entangled in the bed sheets

Soft pillows now too hard

To be comfortable

Another pill to dull the pain

An hour of restless sleep won

Before waking up to flaring pain

Reading brings a headache

Unable to eat

Hunger leaves me weak

Sipping slowly to keep hydrated

What time is it? Repeat infinitely

Even the oppressive silence

Weighs heavily on my body

It does not bring relief

Another two hours before dawn

The call of a short respite

Lures me to try another pill

My mind is dull,

My limbs are dead weight

Let's get some eyeshut

I may make it to daylight.

Lucette C. Bailliet

Thursday, 23 February 2017

Bon Anniversaire

Bon anniversaire, ma belle cousine

Malgré les lieues qui nous séparent

Nous sommes restées en contact

Bon an, mal an

La conversation continue

Bien sûr nous ne sommes pas

Toujours du même avis

Vive la différence

La distance aplanit les difficultés

Avec les années

Ta présence devient plus précieuse

Je viens donc te souhaiter

Un bon et heureux anniversaire !

Lucette C. Bailliet

A new birthday

Another year gone

No immediate celebrations

It will have to wait

A sad fact to face

No sweet treat

For I'm sick

No lighted candles

No pressies

I spent the day at the hospital

Shopping was out of the way

I've got a list but driving there

Was too much for me

A sad birthday all in all

I had planned so much

But it won't happen

That is the truth of it

May be next week

Whenever I recover

My body has betrayed me!

Lucette C. Bailliet

Not a happy birthday

A birthday I don't dare to celebrate

My tummy and yours are on the blink

What a family!

Both waiting for surgery to happen

Both in pain, not daring to eat

Apprehending the following hours

Of intense suffering

What a family!

A world away and still in agony

It's difficult to feel upbeat

When your body betrays you

I just want the pain to go away

To breathe freely

Our family has already paid

Go find somebody else

Leave us alone illness

Give us a break will you!

Lucette C. Bailliet

Happy 62/2

You make my world lighter,

Happy birthday.

You make my world brighter,

Happy birthday

You bring joy to my world ,

Happy birthday

You bring laughter to my world,

Happy birthday

The world is better because of you

Happy birthday!

Looking forward to many happy returns

Happy birthday!

Lucette C. Bailliet

Happy sixty two!

Happy Birthday!

We all clap,

Time to blow the candles

Raise our glasses

And sing!

Lucette C. Bailliet

The widow maker

Dangerous is the gumtree forest

When the relentless and ruthless

End of Summer heatwave hits

The exhausted trees shed branches

Left, right and centre

Beware the car passing by

Or the innocent walker

An ominous cracking sound

Is the only warning you'll get

You better run for your life

If you're to escape the widow maker

The forest floor shudders at each impact

Of a fallen limb from the high canopy

Funny how an evening walk

Takes on a gingerly dimension

With an enemy on the rampage!

Lucette C. Bailliet

Double take

Amidst the US political debacle

I found this pearl:

Red feed versus blue feed

Where the red feed stands for conservative values

And the blue feed stands for liberal values

This is a topsy-turvy revolution

As for a century and more

The red colour stood for socialist values

Lenin, Stalin and Mao

Would be confused

In the new regimen

And the blue one for conservative ones

In this irrational maelstrom

Try to make your mind as you can

A colour change would help

To identify your faction

Such a double take it is !

Lucette C. Bailliet

Sunday, 12 February 2017

The dark side of the moon

She is always on the look out

As soon as she sees him

Her dark claws sharpen

Ready to tear out his soul

Her mouth dribbles bile

To better poison his mind

While her barbed fangs

Ravage his soft flesh

Without remorse

Her talons sink deep

Into his guts

Bringing her to a bloody orgasm

She is the ultimate huntress

She knows no pity

She never gives up

Relentless she is

Fixed on the scent of her prey

The night is hers

Time ticks in her favour.

Lucette C. Bailliet

Wednesday, 8 February 2017

Daffodils

I didn't need vales and hills

A glance at my neighbor's garden

And I was green with envy

Year in, year out

Hers was a field of yellows daffodils

I'd bought two hundred bulbs

When we moved in

Twenty at best bloomed

The first year

They must have found refuge

At my neighbor's place

The fence was no obstacle

They spread gloriously

Their open corollas under the sky

Seemed to multiply easily

I was happy with three

When the wind blew in

Their scent was divine

Mine didn't carry that far

So it is no wonder

I abhor daffodils

For they taught me

I had a mean nature.

Lucette C. Bailliet

Saturday, 4 February 2017

To dress like a woman

I'm old and wrinkled

My hair is grey

I don't need to dress like a woman

For I am a woman

My breasts sag

I've got a pot belly

I don't need to dress like a woman

For I am a woman

When I gave birth

I didn't have to dress like a woman

For I was a woman

I don't have to pretend

To please a man

For I am every bit a woman.

Lucette C. Bailliet

Thursday, 2 February 2017

Sarah Bernhardt

When Charles II, King of old,

Signed the decree

To let women on the stage

He wouldn't have dreamt

One to play male characters!

She was the greatest

Not in beauty,

The truth be known,

She was over the hill

As the saying goes

She was eccentric

Kept exotic pets

Slept in a coffin

Posed nude for Nadar

She was the great seductrice

Loved with passion

Men duelled for her

She loved women too

She loved acting

Did it stop her to play Hamlet ?

She found his feminine side

Or so she proclaimed

Adding that no man could do it

For a boy of twenty

Can't comprehend his philosophy

And and older man

Does not have the looks

Nor the adaptability of a woman

As she thought about theatre

"No female character has opened up

A filed so large for the exploration

Of sensations and sorrows"

When Hamlet was exhausted

She took on L'Aiglon, then Werther

For she acted with passion.

Lucette C. Bailliet