Doesn't make sense

Dog snaps at flies.

A noisy fan - spins.

It's very hot today.

At least the flies aren't snapping at the dog!

Noisy fan clears the blue skies,

then snaps at dog.

Fan moves hot day around.

Blue fans in noisy clear sky,

at least they're not snapping at the dog

Noisy skies clear blue fans,

being a parent is very time consuming,

at least they're not snapping at children,

and the children aren't buzzing 'round the snapping dogs,

like noisy fans in the clear blue sky!

The snapping dog is ticking like a clock,

at least it's telling me how quickly life is passing.

Blue is the sky and flying with children.

whilst noisy fans,

snap at dogs,

consuming time,

ticking like a clock,

in a buzzingly blue sky - clearly.

...At least this piece doesn't make sense!

Like wasps 'round a honey pot

People come

(Wasps come)

to this beautiful spot 

(To this great hunting ground!)

to sit 

(to annoy)

with a coffee and some cake

(because there's coffee and cake)

like wasps 'round a honey pot!

We wasps like honey,

wasps come,

to this great hunting ground,

to buzz,

and annoy!

and drink the coffee and eat the cake,.

Mmm - yum!

For Charity

I've decided to give the lottery, on which I have a small flutter,

every now and then - a break.

I never won anything much anyway.

I'll have a go at the one with the million pound houses,

for a change...

...and on which I'll also never win anything.

But; hey - it is for charity!

(Haiku)

'Plagiarism' is 

a strong word often used by

many hippocrates.

Wear a Crown

I now wear crown

so call me a king!

it's round and impressive 

a shiny little thing

it's made of fancy materials

not rubbish from a bin

and quite a ceramony to fit

...my dentist put it in.

Confined

Confine.

Confined.

Confinement.

"A sense or feeling of restriction".

Are we not all confined?

Do we even know what confinement really means?

It's different things to different people.

We live a life in our heads,

battling with our minds and our consciousness 

and all that goes on,

in our brains,

sat on top of this body we're given.

Is this your confinement?

Maybe your body doesn't function normally,

or in what is perceived as being the normal way.

Is your confinement a danger to yourself or others?

Is your confinement not all of your own making.

Maybe you've been able to break free from this confinement,

free to explore the world around you?

Confinement.

"The state of being confined"

What is meant by "confined?"

I sit in a room with walls and windows.

There is a door,

which is open - so am I confined?

I am confined by this life I have created

and the limits it imposes,

and what my abilities tell me I can do.

I can't fly a rocket and escape my confinement!

But is confinement simply a feeling of being enclosed?

What if you don't realise you're confined?

Is that another form?

You know when you are physically confined,

in a prison, 

in handcuffs and chains.

You know you are mentally confined,

you have depression,

anxiety,

you get claustrophobia,

in a small room,

or a crowded space,

you feel confined maybe by rules, 

laws or obligations 

But do you always feel confined?

Maybe you have an overwhelming 'can-do'  attitude to life,

and you're fighting it all the time!

But we are all confined on this small lump of rock,

the one we call home,

circling around a sun.

Only a few of us have had the experience of escaping that fact.

But on that rock

is the room in which I sit,

with it's windows and doors,

can I make my own escape,

for I, 

as are we all,

am confined,

and maybe I'm not always aware of that

and until that great awakening 

until I realise that fact

I shall never be able to plan

 ...my own great escape.

Nor will you!