Rockin' 'n' Boppin'

(Picture Credit - "The Who" by Wiki)

It’s time for a rhyme

I hear you chime.

It’s time to hit the beat.

We’re ready to dance

Without a glance,

Pick up those Tyger feet.

Those drums do thump,

Dancers grind and bump,

The party’s in full sway.

Don’t feel like strolling,

Just want to be rollin’

In the scattered hay.

Them guitars are twanging

I’m really panging

To twirl you round and round.

Some like to fight;

I’d rather dance all night

To that raucous rebel sound.

Let’s go.

Paul Butters

Paradise Found

(Picture Credit - Orsi on Love Emotions, Facebook)

One day I found myself in Paradise,

Completely out the blue.

I don’t recall a warning:

From nothing I emerged.

Into a new dimensional realm

I sprang:

Into a world so lost in vastness

Of space and time.

Somewhere out there

In the outer reaches

Of an obscure universe.

A planet full of life,

Of sweeping oceans

And towering mounts.

A place so beautiful,

Beyond compare.

All peopled by

Multi-coloured multitudes

Of sentient beings.

To where had I escaped?

You may well ask.

The loveliest world of all,

Of course.

A heaven of the heavens:

Our planet Earth.

Paul Butters

© PB 9\5\2014 in Humberside, England.