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Elizabeth papers the walls of her mind
With cartoon characters of various kinds
Believe me, I tell you, there isn't much space
There's colour and laughter all over the place

'Oh! ' Said Diana 'how frightening
That the bee should have such a sting'
'Not really said one buzzing by her
They're handy for many a thing

The rabbits wouldn't thank me if I told you all their secrets
So if I tell you and they find out just say the swallows leaked it
They'll believe you for you see them always rushing here and there
Tittle tattling, calling someone, speaking rumours on the air

There's a little cobbled back street runs behind our terraced house
Full of overflowing dust bins and a mouse that has a louse
He will sit and scratch for hours when he thinks no one is there
Behind his ears he scratches till his whiskers are a blur

Time is dripping off the clock
The luminous finger glares
A mouse sits cleaning on a sock
The shoes sit on the stairs

I believe in Santa
That he loves little boys
For as long as I believe in him
My parents being me toys

Mister Singleton died today
I prayed to God in heaven above to save him
I wonder how rough a time we gave him
I never thought in terms of tears or pain

The spider on the ceiling sits
Views my Granddaughters hysterical fits
With a seeming bemused dismay
As terrified she runs away

He rides with one, Goyathlay
The one they call Geronimo
They roam the High Sierra's
Searching for the white man

She rides the bus to market
Gazing out upon the same old scene
Ever changing, never new.
Giving out the same old view

It's all gone now
Now there are houses as far as the eye can see
And a forest of T-V ariels instead of the tall majestic trees
That were oh, so welcoming on hot summer days

Trivial words, none heard
No matter how we scream
Seagull souls cry then fly
To escape this crazy scene

The light good for seeing by
Though the meaning's lost to me
It will die then rage, is bright then vague
As silver fishes in the sea

The sky was dark and grey and heavy
The snow came thick as night-time fell
'Why it's enough' an old man murmured
'To make the devil stoke up well

The boat is still. The world turns
The distant island comes forward
Happens and is gone
Sinks below the horizon to memory

Let me die in water
Let my death be a water passing
I fancy an eternal ebb and flow
A forever rock and roll

The sparrow heralds the waking day
The sun stretches golden arms across the sky
And she, the daughter of the night
Rubs a sleepy eye and slips away

What does the lonely watcher see?
Standing like some forgotten tree
Upon the distant hill
He's forever standing there

Once there was a little boy happy and bright
And someone to cancel the fears of the night
Back when the laughter rang all round the home
Then there were three hearts (now there is one)

Progressive curtains of darkness drop onto coppice and fields
Deepening shades of gloom increase into stillness of night
Feelings acquire an edge not there in day
Acrobatic senses wing their way as if on a breeze

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1 Elizabeth's Mind. (A Chidrens Poem)

Elizabeth papers the walls of her mind
With cartoon characters of various kinds
Believe me, I tell you, there isn't much space
There's colour and laughter all over the place
At first, when you see them, they're standing quite prone
Then suddenly take on a life of their own
There are rainbows in skies where the sun always shines
A marvellous place is Elizabeth's mind

Believe me I tell you, you'll laugh till you weep
When you see a pyramid of balancing sheep
And a pig with a ballet dress. Yes, a tutu!
Dancing Swan Lake with a quick kangaroo
His big feet go bendy when he stands on his toes
Perspiration it runs like a stream off his nose
But, oh when he leaps up, no gravity binds
A marvellous place is Elizabeth's mind

There are quick sailing ships upon bright silver seas
Gay coloured birds on a soft fragrant breeze
And if you need an ice cream you just have to wish
And there it is, served in an edible dish
You can stay, you can laze here for day after day
And nobody ever will turn you away
It's like a soft bed that is all satin lined
A marvellous place is Elizabeth's mind

A world full of fireworks all sparkly and bright
The sky is anything but dark at midnight
And you fall asleep to soft music and swells
And drift on an ocean in a huge oyster shell
You are wakened by whispers of wind in your ear
And your carriage is waiting there drawn by reindeer
To stay! Oh to stay! It would be so sublime
To live all your life in Elizabeth's mind

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