Climbers Reign

Climbing is good
for the soul
it lifts your heart
and cures your whole.

To push yourself,
all the way to the top,
an achievement in itself
whether or not you stop.

Climbing is wonderful,
a way to lose yourself.
Everyone should try it:
be you giant, dwarf or elf!

So forget all that bothers
at this very instant
and go climb a wall
before you start to rant.

It won't 'drive you
up the wall', to quote,
it'll make you think
of something else. Float.

So float away
in a sea of bliss,
feel the power:
It does exist.

Tired and happy
this is a nice pain,
As you stumble outside
Amid' the wind and rain.

And so you have been
climbing once again.
Stronger, Betterer,
Faster, Climbers Reign.

(c) Martin Lilley 31/3/10

I don't Tweet

"I don't tweet" I told a friend "I sing!"
Equally true would be dance, photograph, rhyme and cook, but not Tweeting, not yet, probably never.

Twit-twoo ;)
No tweeting for me
Never a bird
Just a tree.

Twit-twoo
What you see is true
The owl in front
is hidden from view.

Twit-twoo
What's for tea?
Mouse or Shrew,
Both'll do for me.

Twit-twoo
Dinner Time!
I don't tweet,
I Rhyme!

(c)Martin Lilley 26/3/10

Laughter and Fun

The world needs laughter,
I seem to have most
or you shall get laughed at
by my little ghost.

Giggles and fun
are part of the game
Life wouldn't be nice
if speech was lame!

Sheep make me giggle
with their silly faces
Pity they aren't better
at running races!

This rhyme is crazy
a bit like me
Maybe I should get
cake for tea.

Cake for tea
should follow meat
or a fat child I'll be,
Invisible Feet.

My feet are huge
Where have they gone?
to lift my tum
I must be strong!

Ah there they are
not lost at all
just misplaced
because I'm tall.

Head in the clouds
Getting wet today
If I crouch down
Everyone will play.

A giant it seems
is what I am
but I would prefer

to be a lamb.


To gambol in the fields
is my dearest wish
Closely followed by dinner
on a big dish.


Without any dinner
the writer would die.
and away from me
my ghost would fly.


I seem to be back
at the very start
with a laughing ghost
Who needs to be Smart?!

(c) Martin Lilley 25/3/10

Metabolism

Metabolism is doing my head in,
I look at it every day
but I think I've broken the back of it
doing it My Way.

Jellies need to respire
to grow and to feed
My work seems to show
they can get what they need.

Maybe I've looked at it wrongly
processing all those numbers,
but I hope that I understand
all that it encumbers.

Its all to do with Carbon,
efficiency of uptake;
And at each level some is lost
Dissolving in the lake.

Now to try again
with a different species
If it all goes to pot this time,
I'll end up in the faeces!

(c) Martin Lilley 19/3/10

Lunch in the gardens

Perched on a tree stump
eating my food,
just what is needed
to lighten the mood.

A break from work
from the papers and stress,
Fresh air and light
sun’s gentle caress.

A fox’s den lies there
with room to expand.

Little earth do I see
- a bank made of sand.

Spring is here,

Plants grow anew

Daffodil and crocus,

Among those on view.

Birds are twittering
amid trees and bush -
to see the Goldcrest
I’ll have to hush.

The stream flows past
my trunk and seat,

At the foot of the bank

Under my feet.

Perched on a tree stump
eating my food,
to rush I’m sure
would be quite rude.

© Martin Lilley 16/3/10

Ship aground

Thinking of climbing,
anything but work.
Why today?
Why do I shirk?

What am I doing?
Is the way not clear?
Don’t I have a deadline
of which to fear?

Decisions Decisions
writing or data,
the one unchosen
must surely come later.

For later is better,
Thoughts run clearer,
as the objective
draws ‘ere nearer.

For now I’ll try
a different tack.
May the winds blow fair
or strength I’ll lack.

And so back to climbing
thoughts come around.
Progress little,
Ship run aground.

(c) Martin Lilley 16/3/10

Inspirational Music

Music has the power to inspire and absorb. A friend recently reminded me of Pink Floyd. To me the Division Bell album contains some wonderful tracks. Two of the best, in my opinion are included here: