The Little Mermaid Stave 2 On the day the mermaid turned fifteen, As the sun Dipped Slowly Into The deep, She rose like a bubble and burst through to see Coral clouds glitter, the evening star gleam. Buoyed on the ocean, with one raised sail, Was a three-masted ship. She was entranced in the wavering […]
Tag: Poems
A poem to sum up my feelings in this post.
A fairy tale
After reading Sacha Black’s Write Inspiration #59: What happened after ‘Happily Ever After’? I thought about some of my favourite fairy tales. When I was a child I had a beautiful old-fashioned translation of Hans Christian Andersen’s Fairy Tales, which I read over and over. One of my favourites is ‘The Little Mermaid’. I decided […]
A sad sight for me is a derelict theatre or cinema
The Theatre of Silence The stage is empty and dusty The hush so persistent You could hear a pin drop Unoccupied seats Silent applause A hole in the roof For a spotlight of sun Spiders weave For a curtain call That never comes Image found on derelictlondon.com
First poem this Thursday
The Leap Do something While the time is right Change your life Take flight Go shark-diving Cliff diving Ride a horse along a beach Write a poem Or a story Something clear Something true About you About life Don’t be afraid To leap into space Without a parachute Or a safety net The leaping is […]
Still on the subject of space
Unhook the Moon Unhook the moon Let her drift away Like a white balloon A runaway bride On her wedding day Grant her freedom From Earth A tyrannical husband Himself once abused Now abusing her
A momentary passion for space
Looking Up On a night that is cloudless I stand in the garden Look up into darkness Into space Wonder how cheesy is the moon How creamy the Milky Way Silently wish upon a falling star Not thinking how far Away we are From someone up there Looking down A human on a space station […]
Another cat poem
Soul Cat In stirring shadows burn two topaz lights Expressive orbs that flicker in the night A velvet nose that twitches at each sound And silken paws that move along the ground Her body flexes with a quiet poise She leaps upon the bed without a noise The tip of her tail flicks against my […]
Something caught my eye on the way home from an appointment this morning
Plough Grey crusts and clods of earth Crack Turn rich and rusty brown In the furrowed wake Of the plough Breaking waves Of stones and twisted roots Distort the parallels Of tractor wheels That stretch to the horizon Surfed by gulls and crows Diving and pillaging The farmer’s Carefully crafted rows Image found on www.freefoto.com
This is the last poem this morning …
I have to leave the house! Update : It wasn’t quite the last one after all! London Underground Iconic masterpiece map An abstract landscape Of lines and colours On the Tube All that matters Is the next station Time, distance and direction Are almost irrelevant As you fly through tunnels Of darkness and light Rocking […]
A city girl has become a grumpy old country bumpkin
When I was in London last week, I came to realise that I could never live or work in a city again. I hope this poem conveys some of my feelings. Life in the City A huge bunker Hunkers Behind a concrete veil Next door Stainless steel shimmers Elevators Lift immaculately dressed Business people Bankers […]
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