Only Once in your Life?

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“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.”

― Bob Marley

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Have a nice day.  by Spike Milligan


‘Help, help, ‘ said a man. ‘I’m drowning.’

‘Hang on, ‘ said a man from the shore.

‘Help, help, ‘ said the man. ‘I’m not clowning.’

‘Yes, I know, I heard you before.

Be patient dear man who is drowning,

You, see I’ve got a disease.

I’m waiting for a Doctor J. Browning.

So do be patient please.’

‘How long, ‘ said the man who was drowning. ‘Will it take for the Doc to arrive? ‘

‘Not very long, ‘ said the man with the disease. ‘Till then try staying alive.’

‘Very well, ‘ said the man who was drowning. ‘I’ll try and stay afloat.

By reciting the poems of Browning

And other things he wrote.’

‘Help, help, ‘ said the man with the disease, ‘I suddenly feel quite ill.’

‘Keep calm.’ said the man who was drowning, ‘ Breathe deeply and lie quite still.’

‘Oh dear, ‘ said the man with the awful disease. ‘I think I’m going to die.’

‘Farewell, ‘ said the man who was drowning.

Said the man with the disease, ‘goodbye.’

So the man who was drowning, drownded

And the man with the disease past away.

But apart from that,

And a fire in my flat,

It’s been a very nice day.

Spike Milligan

The Soldiers at Lauro  by Spike Milligan


Young are our dead

Like babies they lie

The wombs they blest once

Not healed dry

And yet – too soon

Into each space

A cold earth falls

On colder face.

Quite still they lie

These fresh-cut reeds

Clutched in earth

Like winter seeds

But they will not bloom

When called by spring

To burst with leaf

And blossoming

They sleep on

In silent dust

As crosses rot

And helmets rust.

Spike Milligan

Afternoon by Dorothy Parker 

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When I am old, and comforted,

And done with this desire,

With Memory to share my bed

And Peace to share my fire,

I’ll comb my hair in scalloped bands

Beneath my laundered cap,

And watch my cool and fragile hands

Lie light upon my lap.

And I will have a sprigged gown

With lace to kiss my throat;

I’ll draw my curtain to the town,

And hum a purring note.

And I’ll forget the way of tears,

And rock, and stir my tea.

But oh, I wish those blessed years

Were further than they be!
Dorothy Parker

behind a picture by  : paul roberts


On the left you see danger

And I would not with him wager

if I were a tube door

and then comes butter

a bit of a nutter

but he helped me

when he knew I was poor

and jo made me feel normal

in the midst of my turmoil

in her camden flat

that became folklore

on the right is amanda

who was known for her candor

and is now a councillor
Paul Roberts

THE DREAM  by Felix Pollak

 

He dreamed of an open window

A vagina said his psychiatrist

Your divorce said his mistress

Suicide said an ominous voice within him

It means you should close the window or you’ll

Catch cold, said his mother

His wife said nothing

He dare not tell her such a dangerous dream
Felix Pollak

the best you can do? paul roberts

Paul Roberts
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the best you can do when you look back

is watch your lack and hurt you caused

but sometimes there is a little left

a heatfelt love for those that wept

and in the wake of karma paused

while you reflect on life being kack

remeber that there is only one way out

once in a while you can help someone

who is struggling deep in life’s great bouts

to give a little hope

a word of encouragment

and a couple of bucks

might just make you

a new friend

Paul Roberts