Charles McMullen

Rookie - 24 Points (24th March 1955 / Eastleigh, Hampshire.)

Beechwood Balms


Here I came to learn love again
To relieve a passion which became a pain
Living with others in their solitary state
Softly easing a burdensome weight
The sound of the leaves mimics the rain
To ease the pain of the fluxing brain
Comforting ambience all around
Safe in the company which abounds
Rivers and parks all nearby
Let your soul fly for it to espy
Everyone misses a soul passed on
And we hope that we’ll join them
with the serenity of a swan
Oh God! Who gave us being
Pray give it us once more
Whether we’re rich, downtrodden or lazy
Or oppressed and poor
Just like the chess set's pieces
Let us be equal when life ceases
But may we tease one another
And not disdain our brother
As the petals on a flower thrive
If some are dead while others live
After a downpour the sun will dry
Moisture from the tree will go to the sky
Without it life on this planet would not exist
And there’d be no beer and no-one pissed
So everything goes around in a cycle
Then later on pass the “Gate of Archangel Michael”.

Submitted: Monday, August 08, 2011
Edited: Tuesday, August 09, 2011

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