A pear appeared appealingly
Temptation fell for me
A windfall, juicy state of play
So tasteful sumptuously
Fresh and tender beckoning
A fruity teasing invitation
To partake in harvest carnival
Fetching sweetest incantation
So many ways a friend to me
A whistle wetting titillation
Kissing deep a steeping sweep
Beyond my every expectation
A coconut packed a busy bag
To leave his palm one day
Off to play a round of golf
He felt he had a swing to slay
He teed himself upon each Tee
Then gave his club a super whack
The ball sailed down the fairway
The coconut spun back
He putted hard beside the hole,
But missed by half a mile
The ball plopped in a sand catch
As he cracked himself a smile
At sunset, home he rolled again
His golf score quite a shock
“Next time, I’ll play a safer sport
Like sitting on a rock!”
Taking light and tender steps
Defer to greater expectations
Understand with reasoned clarity
Bound by the finest aspirations
To reach the pinnacle way beyond
Demand quintessence purified
Enjoy the simple virtues
A strident life identified
Awakening your deepest wisdom
Welcome all with quiet ease
Letting generous kindness blossom,
Sharing more with those in need
Down below the Parliament steps
Barrels of powder stacked high
A plot of colluders with secrets to keep
On their mission to reach for the sky
The unknown face of John Johnson
Guy Fawkes’ concealed hidden sparks
Where the fate of a nation 'on balance'
Ditched faiths of those predatory sharks
They moved on the man with a fireworks plan
Dumped by the great and the good
Now just pennies for roadside thoughts
Stuffed completely, though misunderstood
The meaningful tone of restful sound
Delivering waves of restoration
Rebuilding many modes within
Pursuing hushed coordination
The nature of each pitch portrays
Springtide freshness ruled supreme
Pleasing undulations chime
As though Ambrosia decanting cream
Vivid scenes of pleasant dreams
Gliding on a crest of crystal light
Asking nothing more than being
Flowing deep in thrilled delight
Digital codes first used for counting
Accounting presentation data
A treasured indicator
Or skilled assessment simulator
A mystery that’s clear as the sea
Breaking waves, around it gushes
Preplanned states of ways and means
Most demanding in the rushes
Urgently at speed displayed
Rewarding fast reactions
A dealer sharing promises
Bonds engaged with satisfactions
Inspired by a post from caasbrey@caasbrey.bsky.social 2nd November 2026
Human brains deserve much more
Than simply letting thoughts drift by
In capturing on purpose
Free ideas, some thoughts imply
For me, a favourite pastime
To let my insights get a break
Writing down those speedy thoughts
Unveils surprising lines they make
Thoughts occurring, not contrived
I kindly let them have their say
To my surprise, they do comprise
What random thoughts convey
Facts and figures: total sums
Unlimited and vast
Some too big to shout about
Combined methodically when cast
By application when allied
To multiple solutions
Providing proofs and indications
Defining valid executions
Rational numbers or irrational
Where outlined in golden rules
Are the roots of number branches
Most clarifying, useful tools
Your song is a smile in the darkest night
A breath of fresh air in the morning light
Silent movements, a fluttering wing
A presence forever lingering
When I am weak and deep in need
You bring me courage and strength indeed
A tuneful chime, a delicate ring
That time I heard a Nightingale sing
In 1996 I wrote this on behalf of my Mother-in-Law Joan after her long stay in Basingstoke District Hospital. The nurses were so kind to her she asked me if I could write something as a 'thank-you'
In pursuit of flawlessness
Involves selection of perfection
But first comes definition
To help escape from misdirection
Precision or exactness
Golden rules to be expressed
Making benchmarks clear essentials
Where parameters are addressed
How will judgement be arrived at
As opinions play their part
For nature has no time for taste
Revealing standards from the start
Look at me, I've got the works
Good looks, good health and nifty
A capability landscaper
Frugal rural, extra thrifty
I’ll sort your soil with chemistry
Bring nutrition to your beds
Can juxtapose and decompose
Turn your plants into purebreds
Slowly is my raison d'être
In my most beneficial pace
Bring justice to your state of play
Taking on each garden case
One Friday night in Darfield
Before the clocks went back
A group of poets gathered
With some poems to unpack
The cellar floor was creaking
With the weight of what was said
Sonnet’s story’s unplanned rhymes
Dreams of elsewhere in each thread
Biscuits, tea, and coffee served
To the complimentary crowd
As ideas permeated
Some were sad, some ‘Laughed out Loud’
Image created for Random Rhymes by the Rhyme Bandit,
"with creative assistance from Brutus AI."
Good judgment furthers ways and means
Without reflection or dissent
Displaying what is clear to see
No doubt about by what is meant
When thinking through a resolution
All relevant tests must be applied
To avoid the glib transcribing nib
Where ‘humbug-hokum’ may reside
Found on the straight and narrow road
Where every detail is essential
As errors found inside one’s common sense
Upsets all answers consequential
Image created for Random Rhymes by the Rhyme Bandit, "with creative assistance from Brutus AI."
Sitting in a busy flounder
Indifferently surrounded
Oblivious to responsiveness
Friendly interface confounded
Each state of presence individual
Drifting lonely in the crowd
The only trigger is your name
Not a soul is ‘laughing loud’
In a pool of dead sea scrolling
Where only instants get to mean
Separate shapes of group attachments
Found in a simulated screen
Akin to locked-in syndrome
Where those surviving can’t reply
Swiping quick a flicking click
No time to wonder why
Are you addicted to social media?
Social media addiction is characterised by an uncontrollable urge to use social media, even when it leads to negative consequences in your life, such as anxiety or relationship issues. If you find yourself spending excessive time online and neglecting other important activities, it may indicate a problem.
Image created for Random Rhymes by the Rhyme Bandit, "with creative assistance from Brutus AI."
Inertia has me tree stumped
Stuck down beneath the ground
Within my networked root connections
I’m feeling stranded, run aground
Movement all around me
Birds and bees are crazy busy
Kids come by to sip their soda
Cheerful chuckling and fizzy
Wishful thinking has me fancying
Dreaming moves to pastures new
But inertia has me quizzical
As I have far too much to do
"Image created by Random Rhymes by the Rhyme Bandit, with creative assistance from Brutus AI."
I’m firming up my quantum state
Where Neural Networks shake and stir
Broadcasting speedy messages
Where universal coils occur
Talking to my future self
Changing aspects not by chance
Getting answers to my everything
An overlaying quantum dance
I’m ploughing up the quantum field
Writing articles on particles
Transforming my reality
Stripping radicals from barnacles
My Consciousness is out there
making house calls where it can
Conversations back and forth
A blown-up squall of Harmattan
"Image created by Random Rhymes by the Rhyme Bandit, with creative assistance from Brutus AI."
Be happy, little moon up there
Look forward to New Year
For New Year’s Eve, a special date
Will dry away your lonely tear
December there’ll be two of you
No need to wait there all alone
No need to scroll down lonely hearts
When you’ll have a love of your own
So cheer up, little moon on high
The spells are favouring you
Your golden days in wintertime
Will dance away your blue
Reader's Digest Quote:
"Believe it or not, the phrase “blue moon” predates the modern astronomy definition. Back in 1528, an English satire used “the mone is belewe” to describe something absurd, like saying the moon was made of cheese. For centuries, “once in a blue moon” basically meant something that would never happen.
Then in 1883, the impossible suddenly looked a lot more possible. Indonesia’s Krakatoa volcano erupted, sending ash high into Earth’s atmosphere. According to NASA, the particles scattered red light and created reports of blue-green moons for years afterwards. So while most blue moons are blue in name only, the moon really can look blue under rare atmospheric conditions."
