Friday, 4 September 2026

Late Summer Writing 2026, by Alan Ewing







 Late Summer Writing 2026
 by Alan Ewing






Clair de Lune



Whenever I am troubled, whenever weary.

I will find my home in Moonlight.

If I had no home, and I would roam,

then it would shine bright.

If I ever sought a stranger, then

it would be Moonlight true.

As they say in French; Clair de Lune.

For you know, I will always find solace

In this special place

All of my troubles melt away

As Moonlight comes my way

Whenever I am troubled, whenever weary,

Then it arrives to save the day.




When I'm Sixty-Five


When I'm sixty-five
No longer sixty-four
I'll still be full of mischief
With knocking on your door

For I can never grow up.
It's a condition you see.
One that gets me into trouble
And one that is very unique to me

Always getting caught down the pub
Six pints and a few JDs too
I'll be for it before I hit the sack
Not so much rolling pin for cricket bat

So I'll sleep upon a park bench
Till wifie-pops has calmed down a bit
I could still try to fix again her fuse
Though she would simply see it as a ruse

When I'm sixty five
No longer sixty four
I'll still be very naughty
Of this you can be assured 




 GAG: Rumours of my death are untrue: I shall confirm that by rising as a Zombie tonight!  





Is this the day that I die? 
by Alan Ewing




Well I might die today; be with my family again
Away from my emotional pain
Back together again, with love around
Oh Sisters, Mum and Dad
To be with you I would truly be glad

Though I must live on, for I must do that
In my little so-so 'that'
Has to be seen out until the very end itself
Until life has nothing left

Oh, I am sure that death has a date waiting for me
And oh, we shall see
It might even be so full of hearsay
On Shakespeare's birthday

So would I care if I died today and no more
Well, I'd enter another door
I would simply step into my true belief
This would bring me relief

So do I want to die today: to be with my family again
All around me, in human gain
So I hope that the day is staved off for a while
So that Eternal Life, I can learn like a child


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