Mike Berriman Poems

Pride we carry, one and all
Remember this frailty before our fall
Idolatry of self, a deadly sin
Destroys humility of that within
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Of all the birds that I hold dear
Our butcher bird calls when he is near
His woodnote pierces our early dawn
To this honeyed sound I am drawn.
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A baby boomer of advancing years
I tackle the net, my nemesis my fears
On line shopping, the love of many
So easy to shop, to spend that penny.
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Once time was a friend
It waited for me, silently
Hanging there in the air, still and serene
Idle summer days with no ending
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This is a battle for young and old ears
A loosely held secret of some 100 years
The battle of Beersheba won with bayonet and horse
And the skill of our riders, our most precious resource.
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I said goodbye to my friend today
He passed by us on heavens way
His wake mix of sandwich and sorrow
'Here today and gone tomorrow'.
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We see the TV news, read daily at night
Disasters abound and nothing seems right
Adjectives impress, minor events blown so big
From overseas news to the local town gig.
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I don't want any fancy Boutique beer
And I can't drink cocktails bionic
What I need to fill me with cheer
Is a long cool iced, gin and tonic.
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Back I trek after so many years
Will I laugh or will there be tears
My wife is with me this time around
When I land on foreign ground.
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Tinsel, lights and tree of green
This Christmas sucks or so it seems
I see the gifts, spread under tree
I've checked them all, there's none for me.
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