Life in degrees is a personal poetry and occasional short story blog .
Life is seen in many different ways or degrees and with the help of poetry, stories, music and art we may view it from many perspectives.
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Monday, 30 April 2012

Char !

Char ! 


There is nothing so calming as a fresh cup of tea 
It takes me to places I know I'll never see 
An oasis of sorts, of peace and calm 
Where every thing is full of a mellow charm 
Where life is easy, sweet and fair 
I sip some more as I relax back in my chair, 
Those little leaves of tea pick so far away 
Yet calming me day after day, 
Forget champagne and fancy spa's, 
There is nothing as satisfying as a cup of char !




 Char means Tea in English slang learn more about Tea Terminology

Submitted to :Imaginary Garden Openlink


Sunday, 29 April 2012

The Ideal Condiment

The Ideal Condiment 
Picture by Manu PomBrol

Upon a shelf in my head 
is a magical store, 
A concept which is light years ahead,
Men who are seasoned, 
For particular reasons ! 
Some spiced with intellect, 
Others bland needing henpecked, 
Some full of charm and wit,
Others just well endowed with all the right bits !
I'd use them to compliment my life, 
Use them only when the situations were right ! 
This would stimulate my funny bone, make me tickle, 
To use a man to complement me, just like a pickle !


Submitted to Magpie Tales where the picture was the prompt 


Saturday, 28 April 2012

Baby Blues


I wrote this last year for Alhzeimers  Week for my causes Blog  Poetic Causes  where further  poems on this subject can be found 

Baby Blues 

Picture By Jinksy 

Baby Blues 

I look into those baby blues to see 
I see you but you see me 
in some refracted history 
Times misplaced,displaced ,
Some times erased ,misplaced!

I look into your baby blues, 
I miss the twinkle,
Replaced by well earned wrinkles
That sprinkle your ivory skin,
Somewhere inside you are still within. 

I look into your baby blues to see,
I see you ,how do you see me ?
Your child ? your carer ?
Your memory sharer ?

I search those baby blues 
In my heart,I know deep,deep inside. 
My mother still resides, 
Inside, she cannot hide, 
I know those baby blues !

Wednesday, 25 April 2012

The Rendezvous

The Rendezvous 
Street art by Hyuro 
Floating on air, 
Cos you'll be waiting there ! 
Life gently moving along, 
To a sweet melody of heavenly birdsong 
Every aspect of my being 
Crisp, fresh, new, as the first time of seeing, 
 My senses alive, reborn , heighten to delight,  
 Birds in my minds eyes constantly soaring 
 Majestically in flight, 
 As my body and soul craves just for you, 
 I dreamily float towards our rendezvous
Accompanied by my sweet birdsong
 To where my heart knows it belongs,  
Getting close,
 Closer to,
 You. 

More street art by  Hyuro at
 

Friday, 13 April 2012

13

13 

Today as I woke I was flooded with dread 
Last night was fine when I went to bed 
It was the twelfth, a Thursday night, 
Now today has dawned and I'm facing it in fright 
I've greeted crowing magpies with cheery smiles,
Manoeuvred around a ladder for almost a mile, 
Threw spilt salt behind me,
Right into my spouses eye, 
Whose constantly whinging,
And is now asking why ?
He's eyes are weeping and his feet are bare ?  
I've hidden his shoes under a chair,
For if he was able, 
To wind me up, he put them on a table 
For he has a self appointed mission, 
To disprove my many superstitions 
I just want to get through today 
Bid the thirteenth goodbye,
 Go away !

More about Popular Superstitions here >>> We Love This Book and Daily Fun For You  

Thursday, 12 April 2012

Tickles

TICKLES 

We all need a tickle 
Not just reserved for the very little, 
We all need to roll around, 
Contort like dying fish on the ground, 
Chuckle with gusto out of control,
Let the demons escape out from our souls
So I will deem to prescribe, 
Across the twitterverse and nations wide 
A massive great big tickle !
Just for you, 
Then if your feeling good and full of fun 
Share it around ,Pass it on 
There's nothing fickle 
With a tickle 
It's sent with love and fun 
So spread the love 
It must be done ! 




Monday, 9 April 2012

The Will Of Love

The Will Of Love !

San Francisco Street Art 

Will I go ? 
Or do I stay ?
Did you love me ?
Why did you stray ?
Has our Love died ?
Have we tried ?

Will I go ?
Or do I stay ?
Do I love you ?
Has our love died ? 
A mortal decay? 

Will I go ?
Or will I stay ?
Will our love last ? 
For all our days ?
Will this love die ?
Will we try ?

I would not go, 
My heart still flows, 
My love is alive, 
We shall grow, 
Our love,
Will survive !

 Submitted to JP At The olive Garden whose theme was Doubts,Fears,Inhibitions and Hesitation 

Sunday, 8 April 2012

The Parting



The Parting 

The time has come to dip your toe 
In the Ocean of life, 
So swim strong,
My love
Just go! 

The time has come for grown up things, 
Of love and strife, 
My love 
The reality that all of life 
Brings! 
  
The time has come to leave the nest, 
Our loving bond, 
My love
Always to remain,
Intact, whole, 
Blessed! 

The time has come
My love, 
To learn to fly, 
Leave the ocean say goodbye, 
Grasp at your dreams 
Reach for the sky! 

  The time has come to say goodbye 
  To innocence of  childhood 
  So soar high, 
  My love 
  Just fly!

  The time has come for you to fly, 
  Go my love ,
  Turn away now, 
  Don't say good bye 
  Allow my tears to flow, 
  Allow me to 
  Cry! 

Submitted to dVerse Poets Poetics where Tracey Grumbach Beautiful Photography was used as the prompt ! 

Monday, 2 April 2012

Paradise Cocoon

Paradise Cocoon 
image: Parke Harrison


Monday dawns the sun forewarns the start of a brand new week 
Tempted to abstain, stay here, remain 
Marooned in my feather cocoon, my brain leaks
Dreams, sweet in my oasis,
Cosy and warm, drinking champagne, 
If only dreams were my life's true status!

I'm forced to peek,take on the week,
Snatch a sleep throughout the five day streak,
Then Friday yawns and Saturday dawns,
I stretch and relax, weekend begins, time to chillax 
Cosy and warm in my cocoon drinking champagne 
Again In my dreams, my paradise, 
Where I reign!  





Submitted to  Magpie Tales where the top Image was used as inspiration