This Time of Year

I love doing this, at this time of year,

the sun beating down, the sky blue & clear.

Warmth on my back, bird song in my ear.

I love doing this, at this time of year.

I hate doing this, at this time of year,

the snow on the ground the freeze in the air.

The chill in my back, no bird song to cheer.

I hate doing this, at this time of year.

I love doing this, at this time of year,

the colours so bright, sunglasses are here,

A song in my heart, when roses appear.

I love doing this, at this time of year.

I hate doing this at this time of year,

waking in dark with no sun to cheer, 

rain lashing down, damp heavy in air.
I hate doing this at this time of year.

What do I hate at this time of year?
The quiet or solitude, no sound to hear?
Wood fires a blazing logs crackling, miss behaving?
Dogs snoring, oven baking, bread smell pervading.
I love all this at this time of year
being a hermit, lovely snuggly cheer.
  

Lies & Deceit

When your lying in bed,

listening to things in your head

lies & deceit, is all that you'll meet.

Listen & learn, all the things that you've said

The lies that you've spread.

Karma is listening, awaiting her errand,

she hears, your mouth has spoken,

be afraid, your reward shall be great.

Your rope has hung you.

Your heart has betrayed you.

Your evil has devoured you.

When you are willing to sow seeds of deceit, of decent,

the fruit you eat will be rotten,

fowl as the vitriol you spew forth, landing where it will.

No thought of the hearts of others!

Assassinator of characters,

sorry I am, blind you are.

Silly woman, don't you know?

Love would soften you, give you peace

leave you wanting others best,

Love, would save you!