Welshcake massacre

Stolen off the stove,
Killed while birthing
When Mam’s not looking,
Fingers burning and
Tongue on fire –
The best way to eat,
But no mean feat
To dunk in sugar
And shovel inside
Quick, before you’re seen!
Delicious sweet treats
Eaten multiple ways
Perfect snack every day:
Do you drench in sugar
Or slather in butter,
Join two with jam,
Or eat with ham,
Have plain ones with coconut,
Eat with jam and cheese
Or go all out with clotted cream?
Nothing comes near
To this humble cake – 
The best ones are burnt,
Made with gluten free flour
And every one eaten within the hour!
Massacre the bastards
Before they breed,
And hide the evidence; agreed? 

(c) wordz2Go 28th  Feb 2022

Mother’s Dilemma

Scary situation in Ukraine, our hearts go out to them. Can we really be facing a war in Europe again?
Would you see your son fight? Ukraine are calling for volunteers :

Go and fight my boy,
Follow your conscience,
Go with right, not might, 
Go help the Ukrainians
Defeat the Russian bear,
They need you more 
Than I need you here.
We thought Europe was safe
That war could never
Rear it’s head again,
That young men and old
Would not die in pain.

Yet here it is. War.

Don’t go, don’t volunteer,
I need you here.
It’s not our fight,
It’s not right 
To hold a gun with intent
To take a life
That should be lived.
What can one man do?
They don’t need you. 
Stay safe, ignore the news,
Bigger men than you
Are needed to diffuse 
This situation.

Yet war is here.

Go and fight my boy,
If we do not face
Aggressors and stealers
Of democracy,
What good are we?
No one wants to join the fight,
Not really. 
Go and help,
No mother wants to lose 
Her son in war,
We’ve lost too many before.

Stay safe my boy,
May your God go with you.

(c) wordz2Go 27th  Feb 2022

A line from a book

A line from a book

“We think history is in the past, 
but it’s closer than we know”

I miss you Lyn, 
More than you will ever know,
You above, me below,
Our past is linked and
Will not be unwritten
Or forgotten;
A link permanently forged
Cannot be broken,
Except by the blacksmith 
Who keeps you safe,
Preserved on heaven’s stage 
Where you will not age, 
Your blue eyes and gentle soul
Will forever be the same,
Until the One who calls my name 
And knows my heart,
Reunites our past
In a great and glorious future.
While the forge-fire of life 
Refines us here and now
In the down-below,
The past is closer than we know.

(c) wordz2Go 26th Feb 2022

Happy heavenly birthday Lyn,
All my love, Ang x

Father(less) Day

Dad

How to manage Father’s Day
When you can’t send a card
Or a bottle of wine,
There’s no twinkly eyes
Or a jokey punchline, 
No gravelly greeting
As you come downstairs,
Emotional overload
In his empty chair.
We have to accept
The things we can’t change 
But Father’s Day without Dad
Is eerily strange.
Throughout the years
He gave so much love 
So while I’m below
And he’s up above
I’ll feel grateful today
That I was his daughter,
I was so lucky –
No Father’s Day pauper.
His spirit lives on 
Right here in his home 
His love tangible 
In the words of this poem.

(c) wordz2Go 20th June 2021

Dedicated to Ron Cook
20/08/1928 – 02/06/2021

Easter Praise

Praises sing
To Christ my King,
Hallelujah, You’re alive!

Death holds no fears,
Your promises
Hold fast and eternally last
Beyond our time or age,
Bound only by faith
And belief in me
As someone who could be.
You’ve shown the way
To beyond today
To more than we can see,
Your love for me,
Unconditionally,
Stretches every day,
Reminding me
You died for me,
You live for me to be.

(c) wordz2Go 12th April 2020

Fish & Chips

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I’d bring you flowers,
If I could,
But as I can’t –
I’ll fly you to the moon and back
For fish and chips for tea,
With white bread and real butter –
Naturally!
Anything, to see your face
Smiling at me,
Reassuringly;
But it cannot be.
So I’ll cherish your memories
Tightly within me,
Conjure up your face internally
To connect super-humanly
On Mother’s Day
Just to say,
Thank you for loving me.

(c) wordz2Go March 2020
For Mam : Pamela Joy Cook (Phillips)

My Friend Cys

My legs are crossed,
‘Till I sprint to the loo –
Hoping to get there in time;
It’s a pain to pee
But it wouldn’t be me
Without this odd infection.

Elastic leggings are handy
When you’ve drunk
An ocean or two,
It makes you pee more
But there’s less on the floor
To mop up in the morning!

She’s not a friend,
By any means,
In fact, the less I see her,
The better –
Believe me, there are days
I wish I’d never met her!

I’ve built up resistance
To my favoured antibiotic,
If a new one’s not found
I’m destined to be
The old lady who pees
And goes a tad psychotic!

(c) wordz2Go January 2020

Look Forward

Look forward
Not back –
Stop building walls,
Grab life by the balls,
Dive in and float
While you figure out
What’s next,
Adapting your stroke
To the boulders you meet,
Glide over them with disdain
Allowing the pain
To leave you
Immune to defeat.
Set your course
Avoiding those
Who pull you down,
Grind you into the ground,
Travel on,
Do all the things
You planned to do,
Be you.
Joy and happiness
Are a witness
To living life
Gloriously fulfilled.
This is my plea
For 2020:
Look forward,
Not back,
May the waterfalls
Inspire you,
To swim without fear,
Enjoy your year.

(c) wordz2Go 31 Dec 2019

The Shy Little Girl

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The shy little girl
Who cried and cried
And wouldn’t leave my side,
Didn’t like playgroup
Or starting school,
Held pencils tight like a tool
To attack the page,
Tongue sticking out
In concentration –
Today,
This girl had a graduation!
Now a fully fledged teacher
With a staffroom mug,
A playground coat
And a bulging bag!
We are so proud
To shout out loud
CONGRATULATIONS
To Bethany-Ellen,
To your Dad and me
You’ll always be
Our shy little girl
With the pretty curls.

(c) wordz2Go 12 Dec 2019

Welsh Love

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Love born on sunny days
With swallow’s wings
Flitting in summer skies,
Is a love that belies
The realities of life
Where fragility
Cannot last,
Is only good when
Winter has passed.

Love born in sweet
Welsh rain
Will not wash away
When troubles play,
But will gently
Appease your fears,
Calm your mind
And sooth your soul,
For this love binds,
With arms long enough
To hold you close,
To find delight
Through wrong or right,
Through good times or bad,
Whatever the season
This love flowers and grows
And can only deepen.

Enjoy this,
Your special day,
Making your vows
To have and to hold
From vigour of youth
Until you grow old,
Look out for each other,
Take time to just be
For time is a thief,
The enemy,
Of spending time
In love’s company.
In years to come
You’ll remember today,
A beautiful bride
And her husband to be
Pledging love and unity.

Cerys and Ryan:
A wise old lady said to me
Que sera sera
What will be will be –
You are not yet
Who you may become,
Two will be stronger
Than ever one can
Your love will strengthen
From this day on,
Summer swallows may fly away
But the love between you
Is here to stay.

(c) wordz2Go July 2019
Specially for my niece, Cerys Hinton, on her marriage to Ryan Parfitt