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The following poems have been submitted by Royston Herbert of Aylesbury

A Country Memory

A hot summer sun shining in a cloudless sky
A bird rapturously singing with head held high
Perched in the green leafy branches of a tree
Vying with the homely humming of a Bee

The buzzing of flies in the warm scented air
The sound of the hens as they fight for their share
The kaleidoscopic light that appears
As I squint through eyelashes brushed with tears

Childishness forgotten and put to one side
As I lie on my back and through senses glide
Half dreaming that this sun drenched world
Is a piece off paradise hurled

No inkling or desire to know what transpires
In an ugly world beset by bombs and fires
Remnants of which from the dark days of the past
Have been buried and from my memory cast

More mature than my young mind
Words and phrases I start to find
Within my head they form in rhyme
Marking the start, for me, of time

In future years I was to know
That my love of words would still grow
And I would be a better man and free
To speak and write sweet sounds of poetry


A Country Walk

A bright sunny day to set the mood
Lightly clothed and stoutly shoed
In sweet harmony along we stroll
In an atmosphere to please the soul

Climbing stiles to new pastures green
Rabbits, birds and bold foxes seen
When hummocks loom we climb the heights
King of the castle we claim our rights

Until challenged we tumble to the ground
And tenderly wrestle below the mound
A picnic by a flowing stream
And then a nap perchance to dream

We wake and stroll along some more
The sap of life at pleasures core
Gentle caressing of a summer's breeze
Tender soft kisses as a lover's tease

A perfect harmonising treat
Till at last our homing feet
Once more return along the way
Rejoicing in a perfect day


A Housefly's Lament

My life as a housefly is often abused
For anything that's handy to swat me is used
Or when I am flying around in the room
You grab for the fly spray to hasten my doom

Oh, I don't know how my little body could
Grieve you so, for I just want to share your food
I'm the friendliest insect you'll ever see
I never sting I'm not like a bee

I crawl all over you when I can
To worry you is not my plan
I only wish to share your life
I'm much more constant than a wife

So next time when, on you I land
Do not slap me with your hand
Or point the spray to do me down
Just stroke my little body brown

For your reward I'll do my best
To be your constant merry guest
And save you from a life of woe
For which you'll thank me ever so



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