Sunday Morn
- Bob Pacey
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Sunday Morn
MMMMM another boring Sunday Morn. apologise to Julie Andrews.
Washing and ironing and dusting and cleaning
so many things that in life have no meaning.
I should be out fishing with the joy that it brings.
these are not really my favourite things.
Bob P
Washing and ironing and dusting and cleaning
so many things that in life have no meaning.
I should be out fishing with the joy that it brings.
these are not really my favourite things.
Bob P
The purpose in life is to have fun.
After you grasp that everything else seems insignificant !!!
After you grasp that everything else seems insignificant !!!
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Re: Sunday Morn
Washing and ironing and dusting and cleaning
so many things that in life have no meaning.
I should be out fishing with the joy that it brings.
these are not really my favourite things.
Bob P
Writing and editing, sticking in piccies
coffee is cold and the dogs ate my biccies
phone calls , and trolls are upsetting my day
on days like this I just don’t want to play.
mkc
so many things that in life have no meaning.
I should be out fishing with the joy that it brings.
these are not really my favourite things.
Bob P
Writing and editing, sticking in piccies
coffee is cold and the dogs ate my biccies
phone calls , and trolls are upsetting my day
on days like this I just don’t want to play.
mkc
Check out The Scribbly Bark Poets blog site here -
http://scribblybarkpoetry.blogspot.com.au/
I may not always succeed in making a difference, but I will go to my grave knowing I at least tried.
http://scribblybarkpoetry.blogspot.com.au/
I may not always succeed in making a difference, but I will go to my grave knowing I at least tried.
- Bob Pacey
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- Posts: 7479
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- Location: Yeppoon
Re: Sunday Morn
Sunday Morn
Washing and ironing and dusting and cleaning
so many things that in life have no meaning.
I should be out fishing with the joy that it brings.
these are not really my favourite things.
Bob P
Writing and editing, sticking in piccies
coffee is cold and the dogs ate my biccies
phone calls , and trolls are upsetting my day
on days like this I just don’t want to play.
mkc
When the clouds break and the sun shines
then it's not so bad.
I drop all my chores and head down to the beach
Then I don't feel sooooo sad.
Bob
Washing and ironing and dusting and cleaning
so many things that in life have no meaning.
I should be out fishing with the joy that it brings.
these are not really my favourite things.
Bob P
Writing and editing, sticking in piccies
coffee is cold and the dogs ate my biccies
phone calls , and trolls are upsetting my day
on days like this I just don’t want to play.
mkc
When the clouds break and the sun shines
then it's not so bad.
I drop all my chores and head down to the beach
Then I don't feel sooooo sad.
Bob
The purpose in life is to have fun.
After you grasp that everything else seems insignificant !!!
After you grasp that everything else seems insignificant !!!
- Maureen K Clifford
- Posts: 8153
- Joined: Tue Nov 09, 2010 10:31 am
- Location: Ipswich - Paul Pisasale country and home of the Ipswich Poetry Feast
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Re: Sunday Morn
Sunday Morn
Washing and ironing and dusting and cleaning
so many things that in life have no meaning.
I should be out fishing with the joy that it brings.
these are not really my favourite things.
Bob P
Writing and editing, sticking in piccies
coffee is cold and the dogs ate my biccies
phone calls , and trolls are upsetting my day
on days like this I just don’t want to play.
mkc
When the clouds break and the sun shines
then it's not so bad.
I drop all my chores and head down to the beach
Then I don't feel sooooo sad.
Bob
Lucky for you mate your day sounds appealing
I’m stuck with a cat who has my dogs squealing
Harmony no longer does here hold sway
Pandemonium is ruling my day
mkc
Washing and ironing and dusting and cleaning
so many things that in life have no meaning.
I should be out fishing with the joy that it brings.
these are not really my favourite things.
Bob P
Writing and editing, sticking in piccies
coffee is cold and the dogs ate my biccies
phone calls , and trolls are upsetting my day
on days like this I just don’t want to play.
mkc
When the clouds break and the sun shines
then it's not so bad.
I drop all my chores and head down to the beach
Then I don't feel sooooo sad.
Bob
Lucky for you mate your day sounds appealing
I’m stuck with a cat who has my dogs squealing
Harmony no longer does here hold sway
Pandemonium is ruling my day
mkc
Check out The Scribbly Bark Poets blog site here -
http://scribblybarkpoetry.blogspot.com.au/
I may not always succeed in making a difference, but I will go to my grave knowing I at least tried.
http://scribblybarkpoetry.blogspot.com.au/
I may not always succeed in making a difference, but I will go to my grave knowing I at least tried.
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Re: Sunday Morn
Sunday Morn
Washing and ironing and dusting and cleaning
so many things that in life have no meaning.
I should be out fishing with the joy that it brings.
these are not really my favourite things.
Bob P
Writing and editing, sticking in piccies
coffee is cold and the dogs ate my biccies
phone calls , and trolls are upsetting my day
on days like this I just don’t want to play.
mkc
When the clouds break and the sun shines
then it's not so bad.
I drop all my chores and head down to the beach
Then I don't feel sooooo sad.
Bob
Lucky for you mate your day sounds appealing
I’m stuck with a cat who has my dogs squealing
Harmony no longer does here hold sway
Pandemonium is ruling my day
mkc
Take a chill pill. Mauze, or maybe a cuppa
There's plenty of time between breakie and supper
Bait up the hook, Bob, and go wet a line
Sunday's too good to be moanin' and cryin'.
AC
Washing and ironing and dusting and cleaning
so many things that in life have no meaning.
I should be out fishing with the joy that it brings.
these are not really my favourite things.
Bob P
Writing and editing, sticking in piccies
coffee is cold and the dogs ate my biccies
phone calls , and trolls are upsetting my day
on days like this I just don’t want to play.
mkc
When the clouds break and the sun shines
then it's not so bad.
I drop all my chores and head down to the beach
Then I don't feel sooooo sad.
Bob
Lucky for you mate your day sounds appealing
I’m stuck with a cat who has my dogs squealing
Harmony no longer does here hold sway
Pandemonium is ruling my day
mkc
Take a chill pill. Mauze, or maybe a cuppa
There's plenty of time between breakie and supper
Bait up the hook, Bob, and go wet a line
Sunday's too good to be moanin' and cryin'.
AC
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- Posts: 8153
- Joined: Tue Nov 09, 2010 10:31 am
- Location: Ipswich - Paul Pisasale country and home of the Ipswich Poetry Feast
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Re: Sunday Morn
Sunday Morn
Washing and ironing and dusting and cleaning
so many things that in life have no meaning.
I should be out fishing with the joy that it brings.
these are not really my favourite things.
Bob P
Writing and editing, sticking in piccies
coffee is cold and the dogs ate my biccies
phone calls , and trolls are upsetting my day
on days like this I just don’t want to play.
mkc
When the clouds break and the sun shines
then it's not so bad.
I drop all my chores and head down to the beach
Then I don't feel sooooo sad.
Bob
Lucky for you mate your day sounds appealing
I’m stuck with a cat who has my dogs squealing
Harmony no longer does here hold sway
Pandemonium is ruling my day
mkc
Take a chill pill. Mauze, or maybe a cuppa
There's plenty of time between breakie and supper
Bait up the hook, Bob, and go wet a line
Sunday's too good to be moanin' and cryin'.
AC
Another Sunday and many have passed by
nothing much changes that’s no reason to cry
I’ve just been shopping with friends at Ikea
now I am chilling with fresh prawns and beer
mkc
Washing and ironing and dusting and cleaning
so many things that in life have no meaning.
I should be out fishing with the joy that it brings.
these are not really my favourite things.
Bob P
Writing and editing, sticking in piccies
coffee is cold and the dogs ate my biccies
phone calls , and trolls are upsetting my day
on days like this I just don’t want to play.
mkc
When the clouds break and the sun shines
then it's not so bad.
I drop all my chores and head down to the beach
Then I don't feel sooooo sad.
Bob
Lucky for you mate your day sounds appealing
I’m stuck with a cat who has my dogs squealing
Harmony no longer does here hold sway
Pandemonium is ruling my day
mkc
Take a chill pill. Mauze, or maybe a cuppa
There's plenty of time between breakie and supper
Bait up the hook, Bob, and go wet a line
Sunday's too good to be moanin' and cryin'.
AC
Another Sunday and many have passed by
nothing much changes that’s no reason to cry
I’ve just been shopping with friends at Ikea
now I am chilling with fresh prawns and beer
mkc
Check out The Scribbly Bark Poets blog site here -
http://scribblybarkpoetry.blogspot.com.au/
I may not always succeed in making a difference, but I will go to my grave knowing I at least tried.
http://scribblybarkpoetry.blogspot.com.au/
I may not always succeed in making a difference, but I will go to my grave knowing I at least tried.
- Bob Pacey
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- Posts: 7479
- Joined: Thu Dec 02, 2010 9:18 am
- Location: Yeppoon
Re: Sunday Morn
Sunday Morn
Washing and ironing and dusting and cleaning
so many things that in life have no meaning.
I should be out fishing with the joy that it brings.
these are not really my favourite things.
Bob P
Writing and editing, sticking in piccies
coffee is cold and the dogs ate my biccies
phone calls , and trolls are upsetting my day
on days like this I just don’t want to play.
mkc
When the clouds break and the sun shines
then it's not so bad.
I drop all my chores and head down to the beach
Then I don't feel sooooo sad.
Bob
Lucky for you mate your day sounds appealing
I’m stuck with a cat who has my dogs squealing
Harmony no longer does here hold sway
Pandemonium is ruling my day
mkc
Take a chill pill. Mauze, or maybe a cuppa
There's plenty of time between breakie and supper
Bait up the hook, Bob, and go wet a line
Sunday's too good to be moanin' and cryin'.
AC
Another Sunday and many have passed by
nothing much changes that’s no reason to cry
I’ve just been shopping with friends at Ikea
now I am chilling with fresh prawns and beer
mkc
At last there's some life on the bush poets site
not much been posted at all overnight.
They must be out p'oing as for perfection they strive
at least now I know that someone is alive.
Bob
Washing and ironing and dusting and cleaning
so many things that in life have no meaning.
I should be out fishing with the joy that it brings.
these are not really my favourite things.
Bob P
Writing and editing, sticking in piccies
coffee is cold and the dogs ate my biccies
phone calls , and trolls are upsetting my day
on days like this I just don’t want to play.
mkc
When the clouds break and the sun shines
then it's not so bad.
I drop all my chores and head down to the beach
Then I don't feel sooooo sad.
Bob
Lucky for you mate your day sounds appealing
I’m stuck with a cat who has my dogs squealing
Harmony no longer does here hold sway
Pandemonium is ruling my day
mkc
Take a chill pill. Mauze, or maybe a cuppa
There's plenty of time between breakie and supper
Bait up the hook, Bob, and go wet a line
Sunday's too good to be moanin' and cryin'.
AC
Another Sunday and many have passed by
nothing much changes that’s no reason to cry
I’ve just been shopping with friends at Ikea
now I am chilling with fresh prawns and beer
mkc
At last there's some life on the bush poets site
not much been posted at all overnight.
They must be out p'oing as for perfection they strive
at least now I know that someone is alive.
Bob
The purpose in life is to have fun.
After you grasp that everything else seems insignificant !!!
After you grasp that everything else seems insignificant !!!
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- Location: Medowie NSW
Re: Sunday Morn
Sunday Morn
Washing and ironing and dusting and cleaning
so many things that in life have no meaning.
I should be out fishing with the joy that it brings.
these are not really my favourite things.
Bob P
Writing and editing, sticking in piccies
coffee is cold and the dogs ate my biccies
phone calls , and trolls are upsetting my day
on days like this I just don’t want to play.
mkc
When the clouds break and the sun shines
then it's not so bad.
I drop all my chores and head down to the beach
Then I don't feel sooooo sad.
Bob
Lucky for you mate your day sounds appealing
I’m stuck with a cat who has my dogs squealing
Harmony no longer does here hold sway
Pandemonium is ruling my day
mkc
Take a chill pill. Mauze, or maybe a cuppa
There's plenty of time between breakie and supper
Bait up the hook, Bob, and go wet a line
Sunday's too good to be moanin' and cryin'.
AC
Another Sunday and many have passed by
nothing much changes that’s no reason to cry
I’ve just been shopping with friends at Ikea
now I am chilling with fresh prawns and beer
mkc
At last there's some life on the bush poets site
not much been posted at all overnight.
They must be out p'oing as for perfection they strive
at least now I know that someone is alive.
Bob
_________________
The purpose in life is to have fun.
After you grasp that everything else seems insignificant !!!
Alive 'n' kickin' don't you fret,
plenty of rhyme and rhythm yet.
But sometimes silence is our way
saving our pomes for another day.
Washing and ironing and dusting and cleaning
so many things that in life have no meaning.
I should be out fishing with the joy that it brings.
these are not really my favourite things.
Bob P
Writing and editing, sticking in piccies
coffee is cold and the dogs ate my biccies
phone calls , and trolls are upsetting my day
on days like this I just don’t want to play.
mkc
When the clouds break and the sun shines
then it's not so bad.
I drop all my chores and head down to the beach
Then I don't feel sooooo sad.
Bob
Lucky for you mate your day sounds appealing
I’m stuck with a cat who has my dogs squealing
Harmony no longer does here hold sway
Pandemonium is ruling my day
mkc
Take a chill pill. Mauze, or maybe a cuppa
There's plenty of time between breakie and supper
Bait up the hook, Bob, and go wet a line
Sunday's too good to be moanin' and cryin'.
AC
Another Sunday and many have passed by
nothing much changes that’s no reason to cry
I’ve just been shopping with friends at Ikea
now I am chilling with fresh prawns and beer
mkc
At last there's some life on the bush poets site
not much been posted at all overnight.
They must be out p'oing as for perfection they strive
at least now I know that someone is alive.
Bob
_________________
The purpose in life is to have fun.
After you grasp that everything else seems insignificant !!!
Alive 'n' kickin' don't you fret,
plenty of rhyme and rhythm yet.
But sometimes silence is our way
saving our pomes for another day.
Wen de Rhymewriter There is nothing mundane about the ordinary.
- Maureen K Clifford
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- Joined: Tue Nov 09, 2010 10:31 am
- Location: Ipswich - Paul Pisasale country and home of the Ipswich Poetry Feast
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Re: Sunday Morn
Sunday Morn
Washing and ironing and dusting and cleaning
so many things that in life have no meaning.
I should be out fishing with the joy that it brings.
these are not really my favourite things.
Bob P
Writing and editing, sticking in piccies
coffee is cold and the dogs ate my biccies
phone calls , and trolls are upsetting my day
on days like this I just don’t want to play.
mkc
When the clouds break and the sun shines
then it's not so bad.
I drop all my chores and head down to the beach
Then I don't feel sooooo sad.
Bob
Lucky for you mate your day sounds appealing
I’m stuck with a cat who has my dogs squealing
Harmony no longer does here hold sway
Pandemonium is ruling my day
mkc
Take a chill pill. Mauze, or maybe a cuppa
There's plenty of time between breakie and supper
Bait up the hook, Bob, and go wet a line
Sunday's too good to be moanin' and cryin'.
AC
Another Sunday and many have passed by
nothing much changes that’s no reason to cry
I’ve just been shopping with friends at Ikea
now I am chilling with fresh prawns and beer
mkc
At last there's some life on the bush poets site
not much been posted at all overnight.
They must be out p'oing as for perfection they strive
at least now I know that someone is alive.
Bob
Alive 'n' kickin' don't you fret,
plenty of rhyme and rhythm yet.
But sometimes silence is our way
saving our pomes for another day.
owly
Save them by all means. but something please post
just to prove that we are people not ghosts
even a ditty of your favourite things
will help to inject some wind under our wings
mkc
Washing and ironing and dusting and cleaning
so many things that in life have no meaning.
I should be out fishing with the joy that it brings.
these are not really my favourite things.
Bob P
Writing and editing, sticking in piccies
coffee is cold and the dogs ate my biccies
phone calls , and trolls are upsetting my day
on days like this I just don’t want to play.
mkc
When the clouds break and the sun shines
then it's not so bad.
I drop all my chores and head down to the beach
Then I don't feel sooooo sad.
Bob
Lucky for you mate your day sounds appealing
I’m stuck with a cat who has my dogs squealing
Harmony no longer does here hold sway
Pandemonium is ruling my day
mkc
Take a chill pill. Mauze, or maybe a cuppa
There's plenty of time between breakie and supper
Bait up the hook, Bob, and go wet a line
Sunday's too good to be moanin' and cryin'.
AC
Another Sunday and many have passed by
nothing much changes that’s no reason to cry
I’ve just been shopping with friends at Ikea
now I am chilling with fresh prawns and beer
mkc
At last there's some life on the bush poets site
not much been posted at all overnight.
They must be out p'oing as for perfection they strive
at least now I know that someone is alive.
Bob
Alive 'n' kickin' don't you fret,
plenty of rhyme and rhythm yet.
But sometimes silence is our way
saving our pomes for another day.
owly
Save them by all means. but something please post
just to prove that we are people not ghosts
even a ditty of your favourite things
will help to inject some wind under our wings
mkc
Check out The Scribbly Bark Poets blog site here -
http://scribblybarkpoetry.blogspot.com.au/
I may not always succeed in making a difference, but I will go to my grave knowing I at least tried.
http://scribblybarkpoetry.blogspot.com.au/
I may not always succeed in making a difference, but I will go to my grave knowing I at least tried.
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Re: Sunday Morn
Sunday Morn
Washing and ironing and dusting and cleaning
so many things that in life have no meaning.
I should be out fishing with the joy that it brings.
these are not really my favourite things.
Bob P
Writing and editing, sticking in piccies
coffee is cold and the dogs ate my biccies
phone calls , and trolls are upsetting my day
on days like this I just don’t want to play.
mkc
When the clouds break and the sun shines
then it's not so bad.
I drop all my chores and head down to the beach
Then I don't feel sooooo sad.
Bob
Lucky for you mate your day sounds appealing
I’m stuck with a cat who has my dogs squealing
Harmony no longer does here hold sway
Pandemonium is ruling my day
mkc
Take a chill pill. Mauze, or maybe a cuppa
There's plenty of time between breakie and supper
Bait up the hook, Bob, and go wet a line
Sunday's too good to be moanin' and cryin'.
AC
Another Sunday and many have passed by
nothing much changes that’s no reason to cry
I’ve just been shopping with friends at Ikea
now I am chilling with fresh prawns and beer
mkc
At last there's some life on the bush poets site
not much been posted at all overnight.
They must be out p'oing as for perfection they strive
at least now I know that someone is alive.
Bob
Alive 'n' kickin' don't you fret,
plenty of rhyme and rhythm yet.
But sometimes silence is our way
saving our pomes for another day.
owly
Save them by all means. but something please post
just to prove that we are people not ghosts
even a ditty of your favourite things
will help to inject some wind under our wings
mkc
When the Muse sleeps, but ol' Bob keeps
shaming us to write ...
I think I'll just copy an old Nurs'ry Rhyme
and maybe I'll beeeee ... all right!
SH
Washing and ironing and dusting and cleaning
so many things that in life have no meaning.
I should be out fishing with the joy that it brings.
these are not really my favourite things.
Bob P
Writing and editing, sticking in piccies
coffee is cold and the dogs ate my biccies
phone calls , and trolls are upsetting my day
on days like this I just don’t want to play.
mkc
When the clouds break and the sun shines
then it's not so bad.
I drop all my chores and head down to the beach
Then I don't feel sooooo sad.
Bob
Lucky for you mate your day sounds appealing
I’m stuck with a cat who has my dogs squealing
Harmony no longer does here hold sway
Pandemonium is ruling my day
mkc
Take a chill pill. Mauze, or maybe a cuppa
There's plenty of time between breakie and supper
Bait up the hook, Bob, and go wet a line
Sunday's too good to be moanin' and cryin'.
AC
Another Sunday and many have passed by
nothing much changes that’s no reason to cry
I’ve just been shopping with friends at Ikea
now I am chilling with fresh prawns and beer
mkc
At last there's some life on the bush poets site
not much been posted at all overnight.
They must be out p'oing as for perfection they strive
at least now I know that someone is alive.
Bob
Alive 'n' kickin' don't you fret,
plenty of rhyme and rhythm yet.
But sometimes silence is our way
saving our pomes for another day.
owly
Save them by all means. but something please post
just to prove that we are people not ghosts
even a ditty of your favourite things
will help to inject some wind under our wings
mkc
When the Muse sleeps, but ol' Bob keeps
shaming us to write ...
I think I'll just copy an old Nurs'ry Rhyme
and maybe I'll beeeee ... all right!
SH
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Lady of Lines
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"Look fer yer profits in the 'earts o' friends,
fer 'atin' never paid no dividends."
(CJ Dennis "The Mooch o' Life")