We will remember them

Where red poppies grow
In Flanders fields afar,
The winds blow them
Scattered around the world,
Near and far,
Red petals swirl and settle on memorials and graves of the fallen,
We will remember them!

For the father, brother, husband and friend,
For the young boy and the old man,
For the families broken, that will never be fixed.
For those who never came home
We will remember them!

To the now eerily beautiful places we visit to remember them,
That were once filled with unimaginable horrors
Things we cannot imagine,
So we must remember them!

100 years marks the end of a war,
A war that changed a generation,
A war that changes generations still!
We wear a poppy,
We look at the memorials,
We look at the graves,
We think how brave they were and forever will be.
For King and country,
Their sacrifice was for peace.
So we must and always will remember them.

Disappearing act

Why does it feel like grief?
Even though you are still here
But why did you disappear,
Like a potion, a charm,
With a puff of smoke
You vanished into thin air.
There is no contact,
Of a hey how are you,
As all you did was disappear
With no word of how long for!

Autumn is upon us

The seasons are changing
The colours are changing.
Most places are dry and cold,
With gusty winds swirling the leaves,
The leaves that have fallen
To be crunched under foot,
Or flattened in the road,
The seasons are changing
Autumn is upon us.

How many chances

How many chances do I give?
To say enough is enough.
How many chances do I give?
When you reach the end of the road
A dead end, after turning every corner
Hoping for a straight road!
How many chances do I give?
For it to become time is up.
How many chances do I give?
To say enough is enough.

Your morning messages

I miss your morning messages,
I miss the how are you
That seemed so kind and true.
I miss your morning messages,
The thoughts they convey
The message of I am thinking of you,
I was on your mind.
But now, they are hard to find,
Left behind is a blank screen with nothing there
I miss your morning messages
They were so kind and true.

A discovery of witches: Review

This is a review of the first two episodes of Sky One’s A Discovery of Witches based on the trilogy of books by Deborah Harkness. This article is a personal opinion only.

Firstly I have never read the books or heard of them before seeing there would be a series.

I had first seen a trailer for the upcoming series a couple of weeks ago and I thought this will be good. It seemed enticing and a good story line, exactly what a trailer is meant to do, make you watch the programme. After doing a little research I saw that it was based on a trilogy of books, usually a series translated from book to screen is very good.

The first episode was shown on Friday 14th September, with the second a week later on the 21st. So far I have enjoyed them, as I can see where the plot line may go. But the one problem was that I felt wanting more. For the roughly 45 minutes (approx. without adverts) I felt that there was a lot of walking around, I wanted more action.

So far I understand there is a book which is very important to the existence of creatures. The character of Diana Bishop played by Teresa Palmer (Bedtime stories) is a witch and is the only one to see the book in centuries, now everyone wants it. There is also a vampire called Matthew Clairmont. A charming man played by Matthew Goode (Downtown Abbey). There is a lot of chemistry between the two characters, which is exciting and intriguing.

Overall it looks like it will be a slow burner of a series but it might pick up further down the line. For me it would have been great to see the first two episodes back to back like Sky One have done with other series, rather than wait a week. It looks like a series I will thoroughly enjoy. I am looking forward to seeing more.

Communication is key

Communication is key like tuning a piano,
To play a pretty little tune,
A bum note ruins the song, than no one listens.
Remember to learn the notes to entertain a room
For that pretty little tune speaks a lot with no words.
For communication has words sometime unspoken,
But speak them, sing them, play them
For communication is key to keep the song alive.