Dream Land

I just made this poem up for the Avon beauty connects site:

No land will I travel to

No country or isle

But a place full of hope

Which will raise a big smile.

I am going to a place 

Where no one else can.

Not any other woman

Nor any other man

It's

Far away in the depths of my soul

To find something new, 

To find something whole.

It's a place of large dreams,

And imaginary tales,

A place I can swim

With dolphins and whales.

I can ride very tall

On a unicorn's back,

And fight a great dragon

In his dwelling so black.

I can sing with the fairies

Where crystal rivers flow

I can swing tree to tree

And slide down a rainbow

I can climb rubber trees

And flatten the mountains

I can run faster than wind

And eat from chocolate fountains

© Carolyn Davison 17th March 2015

Santa meets the Health and Safety Executive (or Elf and Safety)

Up on the rooftop reindeer pause

Out jumps good ole Santa Claus

He has some post from H S E

Delivering presents will be messy

No no no he can't go

No no no he can't go

Up on the rooftops

Click click click

No more chimneys 

For good Saint Nick

Dear Santa, no more heights

You might fall and get a fright

No heavy lifting, no more fires

No more skis only Goodyear Tyres

No no no he can't go

No no no he can't go

Up on the rooftops

Click click click

No more chimneys 

For good Saint Nick

No more flyin' at dead of night

Unless your sleigh is full of lights.

You can't stereo type the toys

Guns for girls, and dolls for boys

No no no he can't go

No no no he can't go

Up on the rooftops

Click click click

No more chimneys 

For good Saint Nick

Don't drink sherry left as a surprise

Or else the police will breathalyse

No mince pies for you to eat

Or you will be classed as obese

No no no he can't go

No no no he can't go

Up on the rooftops

Click click click

No more chimneys 

For good Saint Nick

© Carolyn Davison 7th November 2014

Imagine there's no...

Imagine there's no lemons

No limes or grapefruit too. 

No meringue pie nor mojito

What would people do?

Imagine in the fruit bowl

There's no citrus zing

Imagine there's no olives

No zucchini too

What would be put in our casserole

Or our hearty stew?

Imagine  there's no veggies

We'd get no 5-a-day.

You may not buy a steamer

Cos there's no veggie in sight

We all need that goodness

And you know I'm always right

Imagine there's no chocolate

No cocoa beans at all

And when you've got PMT

You could punch a wall

Imagine there's no chocolate

There'd be no sane guys left

You may say I'm a screamer

And the world's a frightening place

Just give me some chocolate

Or I'll punch you in the face

©Carolyn Davison 3rd August 2014

Little Woman

I saw a little woman

Walking down the street

She was dressed all in black

From her head to her feet

Little woman where ya going?

Little woman whatcha doin?

Little woman with the sad eyes

Little woman with the surprise

I saw a little woman

Walking in the lane

She was looking like the evil

High on cocaine

Little woman where ya goin?

Little woman whatcha doin?

Little woman with the blank eyes

Little woman with the surprise

I saw a little woman

Standing on a corner

She was catching all the men’s eyes

You could tell they really wan’ her

Little woman where ya goin?

Little woman whatcha doin?

Little woman with the big eyes

Little woman with the surprise

Can ya see little women

Life is just passing

Don’t ya know little women

Life ain’t laughing

Little women where ya goin’?

Little women whatcha doin?

Little women life’s your eyes

Are ya gonna have a surprise?

Are ya gonna waste ya small life?

©Carolyn Davison 2011

A strange poem I wrote one day...

Memory - for Dogs

Midnight
I have just found a lamp post
I feel like I should use it
I am smiling alone.
In the lamplight
I manage to get some relief
Now it's time to
Get on home...

Walkies
I want to go walkies
It's a mile to the old woods
Where there's lots of trees.
I remember the time I went
When there was snow
It turned yellow - I said
Oh NO!

Every street lamp seems to be
A place to go to potty
I can't stop it
E'en if you say
'Hop it'
I cannot wait til morning.

Daylight
I can't wait for the sunrise
I must use this lamp post
I can't hold it in.

©Carolyn Davison 5th May 2014

Haven't got the time to finish it off - but I think you get the gist...

The Edge of Life

Walking on the edge of life

Feeling the beat of my heart

Wondering and asking

Asking why we're apart

Words that hurt me

Never will deter me

Walking on the edge of life

Standing on the edge of life

Aching so much in my soul

Without you 

My life isn't whole

Feeling the fist on my face

I really can't leave this place

Standing on the edge of life

Sitting on the edge of life

Watching all the world go by

Looking for a reason,

A reason not to cry

Looking into cold eyes

Feeling all those bad lies

Sitting on the edge of life

Lying on the edge of life

My head hurt so much

I can hardly breathe;

I promised you 

I would never leave.

But my heart bleeds

My soul longs to be free. 

All I wanted was for you 

To love me.

But now I'm

Lying on the edge of life

Wounded...

Hurting...

Dead to all pain

Nothing to gain

Just lying on the edge

© Carolyn Davison 13th April 2014

Intangible Hope

Diving into the ocean of dreams
I see the dolphins swim
I hear the sound of humpback whales
The dawn chorus sing

Riding on the wind of fantasy
I see the birds soar
I hear the sound of the nightingale
The wild oceans roar

Climbing the peaks of mirage,
The wind upon my face
The swirl of energy round my being
The deer lose a race

Carolyn Davison 28th Feb 2014