The innocence of youth...

Views in verse - on innocence.

Youth should be cherished. But in truth ...it is too quickly lost.

But scratch below the surface ...they're still just kids.

 

Déjà vu mes enfants

She stands before the mirror

Adding that final touch to her face

Her girlfriends wait outside for her

Cursing her snail-like pace

He changes his shoes for the third time

not good at all with this dressing

He never feels he gets it right

And his shirt really needed pressing

All the way over the stars are bright

There's something about the full moon's glow

They arrive together ...drawn together

Excited about the show

They meet at the bar right on cue

As the barman fixes their drinks

She likes the way he quietly waits

For the collar of his Guinness to sink

Their eyes cross 

She asks where it is that
maybe she's seen him before?

He answers he knows her too

But from where ...he's not really sure

The words come kind of easy

As they have their drinks at the bar

Their friends who 'pushed' them together

They start to smile from afar

Deja vu mes enfant

Enjoy the moment
Don't go running

Away from your youth

Cherchez mes chers

The person you are
Before looking ahead for truth

Voulez vous mes amis

To see the person inside
Before leaving behind your youth

Perplexed by their friends

they go outside 

Into the waiting night

And sit on a bench for hours

In the moon's romantic light

He walks her home later
Missing the show

Lost in her perfume and lace

He asks if she enjoyed herself

She softly kisses his face

In that moment...

She remains curious

As to where she's met him before

He soon quips

"Oh ...I know that now ..

We live in number 84"

Deja vu mes enfant

Enjoy the moment
Don't go running

Away from your youth

Cherchez mes chers

The person you are
Before looking ahead for truth

Voulez vous mes amis

To see the person inside
Before leaving behind your youth

by Grahame J Flynn

We all have great challenges in life... stress comes with it

Views in Verse - on appreciation.


Comfort comes ...to those who know where to seek it.

'Oft-seen faces'

Sitting on this craggy ridge...

Gazing at my fallen bridge...

The weather's hit me hard this year...

Not sure where to go from here?

Take this rambling road, our sole traverse

Has a mind of its own and a devils curse

Some days I have what it takes I'm sure

but others...

Well ...I'm not so sure

When it's not the floods

it's the constant sun

40 plus brings you right undone

Just reaching the cattle's often tough

Priming them ...I can't do well enough

Can I take this another year?

What will the banker say I fear?

These are times that stop you dead

And cop-outs nag 

So deep in your head:

Is there a fortune to be had?

Would my life be rich and glad...?

In shiny cars in far off places?

Save this farm and these 'oft-seen faces'?

(but you know...)

Surrender is for mugs & fools...

What use downing trusted tools

Where barriers may block our way

Belief arrives with the coming day

And although life can torment you

these 'oft-seen faces' see you through

They will always sustain you

The ones you love will see you thru

Grahame J Flynn - Sent from my iPhone

He's been the lovable larrikin ...the butt of many a joke

Views in Verse - on values.


With the unfailing urbanisation of our society ...are we losing touch with who we are? Where are the 'true blues?' These days everything seems 'negotiable' ...not simply 'as you find it'.

Yes, as society has changed a lot in recent decades ...we have moved with it. But our values never change.

 

The Great Aussie Bloke

He's been the lovable larrikin

The butt of many a joke

For he speaks his mind right at you

plain speaking kind of folk

To get a true likeness of him though...

the painter would need few stokes

For straight up and down 

just as you find him

is the great Aussie bloke:

Give him a field

He'll raze it clean 

on a given day

Give him a bar 

he'll fill it with fun 

At his regular pay

Open his eyes 

to a worthy cause

He'll move  

without delay 

Yet introduce him 

to a worthy miss

He'll quietly shrink and choke...

Not much with his softer side really

The great Aussie bloke

The 'engine's always running'

He's 'chatty' and forthright

A friend  in need...? 

He'll turn up ready

to help him with his plight

Injustice found?

In his own way

He'll defend the given right

A time of darkness...?

he'll be there too

to raise his sleeves to fight...
Then without words
he'll tip his hat.... and
slowly roll a smoke...
little else to say really...
Straight up and down
Just as you find him

He's the ...great ...Aussie ...bloke

Forwarded from my I-phone Grahame J Flynn

We go to work each day and hack away ...away ...away (but from what?)

Views in Verse - on perspective.


Work / home life balance is about the most important thing in life. Not many of us men do it as well as we really would like... it takes us a few years to realize it though

 

These Days

Bright lights may tempt your fate

the road brings sights unseen 

Each new day sharpens the senses 

success brings valleys green

Opportunity comes far a-field

travel's my constant friend
Yet solace dumbs sincerity
The truth is there to bend

How many times can you bury your head

at the end of a working day

Having given your time to people and place 

and anything that will pay?

These days a lotta time goes by 

Where you just don't say 

what you feel 

But with every turn of the road 

and  every tug at the wheel

I'm going back to what is real

My life has been a whirlpool

Where I've mixed both right and wrong 

As the road has been my driver

I've learnt to play along

Given all of this

my family has waited

at the end of an endless queue

Where priority fools intention 

and good men found are few

So how many times can you bury your head

at the end of a working day
Having given your time to people and place 
and anything that will pay
These days a lotta time goes by 
Where you just don't say 

what you feel 

but with every turn of the road 

And every tug at the wheel

I'm going back to what is real

Earlier today 

I came upon some people

Up on a rugged mountain bend

Huddled around a biker 

who came to a sticky end

Got me to thinking 

Of  life and death

And all that comes between

Makes you wonder 

what it's all about

...what life really means?

As I drove away 

I swore that 

this month will be my last

Chasing orders 

on outback roads

My tour of duty past

My tour of duty past

These days a lotta time goes by 

Where you just don't say 

what you feel 

but with every turn of the road 
And every tug at the wheel
I'm going back to what is real

I'm going back to what is real

forwarded from my Iphone - Grahame J Flynn

How long can you hold a grudge?

Views in Verse - on revenge.


How long can you hold a grudge?

well ...that depends on how deep the wounds really are I guess...

 

TWISTER!!!

Oh  Brother of mine
I'm forming
Rising up out of the South
Look out for the Bull Run roaring
'65 spirit about

Dixie Alley has again let loose big time
From beyond those Texas plains
Mighty bad news
Coming' your way real time
Storm chasers in the rain

Cos I'm a twister
Yeah, a twister
Yes I'm a twister
Real cool twister about

Lock up your sons
...your daughters too
Cause I'll be messin' about
Batten down your windows
Lock up your doors
Best check around your house

The savage eye
will descend around midnight
Force ten winds will wail
The noise will roar
like no other
move like a rocket on a rail

Cos I'm a twister
Yeah, a twister

Yes I'm a twister
Real cool twister about

Oh Brother of mine
I'm forming
Rising up out of the South
Look out for that Bull Run roaring
'65 spirit about

To the folks down home you know
I'm no stranger
They call me the Robert E Lee
Grey ghost is calling
up north this time
Debts from history

Cos I'm a twister
Yeah, a twister

Yes I'm a twister
Real cool twister about



From my i-pad - Grahame J Flynn