Thoughts, Feelings, and Very Tall Stories
By Anne Elliott
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Anne Elliott
Anne Elliott’s roots are in the history of the UK. She lived and worked in Hampshire, Wales and Wiltshire before settling for sixteen years in Warwickshire, the heart of England. Moving to Canada in 2007 inspired her to revisit the places and stories she loved through her writing.
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Thoughts, Feelings, and Very Tall Stories - Anne Elliott
Contents
SECTION ONE
I’ve Built a Wall around Myself
My wish
Too kind
Rainfall!
Hunting
Overloaded!
Reflection
Forgetful
Weight Watchers
Protection
No choice
Ticking clock
Absence
Misery
Old-age phobia!
Emotions
‘Cheer up’
One moment
Unsung heroes!
Hidden feelings
Promotion
Silence
A childish dream
I need an answer
Living with emotions
Can’t
Yearning!
Death
My pain!
Two special words
My love
How I love you
True me
Flying!
I just don’t know
Why am I not popular?
Can you hear?
Easily spotted
One precious second
Wars
I wish I could let go!
Victim
Dreaming
Thoughts on jealousy
Waiting for the phone
Cupid’s arrow
Different standards
If only
Hard to understand
Sorry
Constant companion
Game of life
My weakness
SECTION TWO
You Bring Your Kids
into the World
True friends
Lonely lady
Mondays to Sundays
Changing roles
Big mistake!
Missing!
Night time vigil
Time
Celebrity
Mothers and sons
Paying up
Changed rules
Too soon
World we live in
True love
Average housewife
Annual event
Path of life
Busy me
Wishing
My guy
Night time horrors!
Final rest
A Conundrum
Sally Anne
Mum and me
My father
Family Christmas gathering
Retirement
Partner’s grief
Expecting!
Meeting the In-laws
My affliction
My best friend
Being neighbourly
Bad decision!
Dishing out unhappiness
Our secret
SECTION THREE
Excitement Building,
Tension Mounting
Shopaholic
Obsessive behaviour
Obsession
Lonely me
One more time
SECTION FOUR
I Pace the Floor, I’m Thinking
Visit to the dentist
Evening swim
My diagnosis
Very mixed up
Pantomime witch
Why?
Annoying Pest!
In the brink
Perfect son
Terror!
Laid up
A burning question
Audacious flea
Other half!
New skill
Very bad chooser!
Midnight fright
Is it true?
Not suitable
My old man!
Mystified!
SECTION FIVE
My Cat, He is a Monster
Open the door
Comfort
He’s a monster
Unwanted gift
Missing cat
Hunting cat
Cat with kittens
SECTION SIX
A Visitor Came Two
Weeks Ago
Upside down!
Bright side
Dark side
Health hazard
Unwelcome visitor!
Change of weather
Waiting
Extremes of weather
Springtime
Sky at night
SECTION SEVEN
Oh Dear, Dear Me,
You Silly Bee
Disappear
New beginning
Wise owl
Hedgehog’s plea
Frog’s request
Baby Joe
Cuckoo
Ant and snail
Woodpecker and squirrel
Stinging bee
Spider and fly
SECTION EIGHT
I Hate You,
You are Everywhere
A victim
Stained mirror
Dropout
Waiting for you
My enemy!
Reality check
Daughter’s plea
Delicious pudding!
Moment to savour
Dreadful decision
Ladies’ day out
Tragic Life
Life-changing experience
Father and son
Unhappy meeting
Murder spree!
Mrs Tembes’ embarrassment!
Uncertain mind
An appointment
Dark secret
Plea from the heart
Precious gems
The press
Meeting at station
A parent’s nightmare
Line dancing
The office party
Interview
Daily journey
Pigeon’s fate!
Cup of tea
Perfect peace
Rejected
Our win!
About the Author
SECTION ONE
I’ve Built a Wall around Myself
My wish
I wish I had somebody
To share my life with me!
Someone who really loved me,
Who wants to be with me.
Someone to hold my hand
And help me through the day.
Someone to guide and comfort,
When I sometimes lose my way.
Someone to kiss me tenderly
Each night when day is done.
Someone to cuddle up to
With the sinking of the sun.
Someone to turn to for advice
When I don’t know what to do.
Someone to make me laugh again
When I am feeling blue.
How I wish I had somebody
Who wants to be with me,
A loving soul mate of my own
To share my destiny.
Too kind
In life, you can be too kind;
It’s a trait folk get to know.
Instead of always saying, ‘Yes,’
Sometimes you should say, ‘No.’
If you aren’t very careful
And do all you’re asked to do,
One day you could wake up to find
The life drained out of you.
Rainfall!
They say, in life, some rain must fall.
That’s the way life’s meant to be.
But I ask you, God, why does it seem
That the rain all falls on me?
Hunting
How can a Matador, so cruel,
Stick sword on sword into a bull
While crowds sit back with encouraging cheers,
Until that brave bull’s death appears?
How can someone go out with gun
To shoot young rabbits as they run
Or aim at birds up in the tree,
Instead of letting them fly free?
Riders on horseback with hounds at heel
Hunt foxes simply for the thrill
Of watching as they’re ripped apart.
These people simply have no hearts.
They call it sport; it’s just some fun.
But they wouldn’t think that if the gun
Were aimed at them and they had to flee,
To search in panic for their safety!
Overloaded!
I’ve finally flipped my lid;
My brain has blown a fuse.
Like a car that’s overheated,
My poor brain’s been abused.
I’ve stuffed in so much knowledge
That now it’s of no use.
It’s become so overloaded,
It’s overwhelmingly confused.
I didn’t give it any rest;
Too much data it’s been fed.
It’s decided now to go on strike;
I’ve achieved an empty head.
So there’s no use talking to me;
You won’t get a reply.
I can only sit and watch now,
As life just slips on by!
Reflection
Oh God, I cannot take it;
I won’t look any more.
I’ll keep my eyes averted
And just look at the floor.
I’ve seen too many flaws now,
Too many lines on show!
I’ve bulges where I should be flat,
And I’m flat, where bulges go!
White’s now in abundance
Where once my hair was black.
I’d like to send this model away
And get the old one back.
So I’ll keep my eyes averted,
Keep looking at the floor,
Won’t look into a mirror now—
I can’t look any more.
Forgetful
Why have I climbed the stairs?
What am I doing here?
What was the reason I came up?
I’ve forgotten now I fear.
Where have my car keys gone?
I once had them in sight.
But no matter how I search for them,
They seem to have taken flight.
What is the name of that young boy?
I’m sure I know him well.
Please do not ask me for his name;
I’m afraid I cannot tell.
I opened up the fridge door,
Found a sock was tucked inside.
I’m looking for my spectacles;
They’ve decided they will hide.
What’s going on inside my head?
Something’s going very wrong.
Won’t some kind person tell me please?
Though I doubt I’ll remember for long!
Weight Watchers
There is a friend I meet
On Wednesdays every week.
She is delightful company
Till discussing what she eats.
She is considered fat,
In fact she is obese.
It only takes one look to see
She enjoys a jolly feast.
She seems to think I want
A breakdown of all she eats.
I’ve been forced to listen now,
Seven years, six months, three weeks.
She went and joined Weight Watchers,
Where they discuss each other’s size,
Then go and enjoy a slap-up meal
As a consolation prize!
She has stuck to all the rules,
Says how good she’s been.
But did