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Jo Hale's Poetry

Poetry about life, people, animals, religion, friendship, love, and everything that people care about. I write about everyday occurrences and events that have either happened to me or to others.

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Moments

Time, ticking

Slowly, away

Never to be

Seen again

Always in the past

Creating memories

Seconds into minutes

Hours into years

At this moment

Now, that moments has gone

Stored in a secret place

On a shelf in the mind

Certain things

Bring them back

A special song

A photograph

Time is still

In a camera's eye

The moment is kept

Kept forever

Each moment

Passes with time

As I write

Another moment gone

This poem appeared in print on page 12 of the March 2008, Issue 20 of the booklet "Carillion"; created in "South Yorkshire, read around the world" - ISSN: 1474-7340

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The Journey

Moving fast

Free as the wind

Travelling, speed

Racing, along

Wheels turning

Breeze, on my face

No-one else here

Just me.

Sun, beating down

Catch me

If you can

I am moving too fast

Up ahead

The road, stretches

Long, straight

Yes. I'm moving fast

I am free

Alone, happy

A care in the world?

Maybe

Slowing down

Now, I'm stopping

Breathing, easy

My journeys' end

The Race

Tension mounting

"On your marks"

"Get set, go!"

Off into the dark

Racing, running

Faster than fast

Pushing, aggressive

Don't want to be last

Speed, is building

Nothing is still

Everything moving

A spinning wheel

The final approaches

Who will it be?

All passing quickly

Who will it be?

Got to get there

Want to be first

All of us charging

One big burst

We pass the line

Each competitive horse

Must know - who won?

The winner - of course!

Spinning

Spinning, spinning

Round and around

Circles, spirals

Silent, sound

Blackness, darkness

Nothing to see

Moving, in circles

Spinning and free

Slowly, slowly

How it moves

Hypnotising

Watching, soothes

Freely, winding

On, and on

Will it stop?

It never is done

Single, spiral

Having fun

Never broken

It is one

Curves, increasing

Constant coil

Twisting, progressing

Spirit, softly spoil

Monday

It's 7.15am

Time to get up

A pot of tea on the table

Have I time for a cup?

A mouthful of toast

As I hurry around

Where are my car keys?

No where to be found

This is all I need

Now I'm going to be late

I'm giving the boss a lift

He won't like the wait

There are my keys!

I run for the car

It's a good job the boss

Doesn't live very far

Start up the engine

Turn the radio on

Tune to a station

This is a good song

Drive down the road

The boss will fuss

If this takes much longer

He'll be catching the bus!

There he is - I pull over

"Jump in", I cry

"You're ten minutes late"

He says with a sigh

We arrive at the office

To start a new day

To have lots of money

Who said this is the way!

Enquiries

"Can I help you?" - I say

Because it's part of my job

Seated in front of me

He opens his gob

"What does this mean?"

He looks at me and asks

What I feel like saying is;

"That you're a pain in the ass!"

But I don't - I just smile

And say, "May I look?"

I glance at his letter

I'd have rather read a book

"I'll just get your papers"

I get up to go

Things that we do

To earn us some dough!

Whilst retaining my seat

I look at his file

Where do I begin?

I start with a smile

"Well, it's like this"

Is how I begin

Why is his face

Covered in that big grin?

Is he sucking a lemon?

Or maybe a lime

He says, "I understand;

I'm just wasting your time!"

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Poems by Jo - http://www.lulu.com/content/621509 - I have been writing poetry for many years. I am inspired by everyday life events, animals, nature, people, places, and whatever comes into my head - depending on my inspirational mood at the time!