For some reason, the light this morning took me back to a day over thirty years ago. Later comment: I have just read the first six lines and realised the order is wrong. I have changed it now. Newgrange When I took you there Looking for inspiration In an ancient monument Older than Stonehenge And […]
Tag: Poems
A poem to sum up my feelings in this post.
I saw these amazing little creatures on BBC Earth
Sugar Gliding Overhead In the nocturnal rainforest A possum-like creature Performs aerial displays. Dramatic, Acrobatic, A tight-rope walker, Concentrating power In its legs, Launching into flight, Opening wings of skin, Stretching legs wide, Relaxing into glide, Throwing back its head, Straightening its legs, Releasing its claws, Gripping tight, Preparing For its next flight. Image found […]
The last poem for today
Helianthus In a covert patch Amongst cornfields Flowers of radiant yellow Turn buds skywards Tracking the sun From east to west … September And yellow-rayed faces Of fibonacci spirals No longer teased By bees Face only east … They are short-lived Growing heavy-headed Threatened by the distant Thrumming of birds That swoop to pick And […]
I wrote this poem before I remembered we had a fitting photo
Cat Meditation In the stillness of a sunbeam That sneaked past a sky full of cloud Cats stretch out in yoga poses Contentment purring long and loud Sun-warmed tails twitch now and then Velvet paws knead the mote-flecked beam Luxuriating in the heat Extended in a feline dream
A metaphor poem
A poem is born Words drip, puddles form Concentric ripples in which A poem is born ~ Rivulets break free Liquid arrangement marking The topography ~ Words and images Merge in an effervescent Stream of consciousness ~ In the flow of words Meandering path is worn A poem is born
A freestyle poem
Scribbling on my Soul The scratching of the pen Won’t stop It echoes through my dreams And lifts my eyelids With the urgency Of birth Ideas invade Exploding crocuses That reach out For an inkling of light But Shadows shackle me To sleep Draw me back down Below the surface Until the poem Remains a […]
A Poet’s Truth
Having turned my hand to the sonnet in the past, I thought I would investigate the ottava rima. In the English form, a stanza has eight lines of three alternate rhymes and one rhyming couplet, following the pattern a-b-a-b-a-b-c-c. The meter is usually iambic pentameter. A Poet’s Truth A word is struck and bursts forth […]
Saturday came around quickly this week
Days seem to speed by and that thought inspired me to write another quote poem. Tomorrow’s Poems ‘Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it yet.’ —L. M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables Embraced by darkness Couched in the velvety night The old day’s dying – Dreaming destiny With no mistakes in it yet A […]
Another poem inspired by a quote
The Stuff of Smiles “A smile is the same as sunshine; it banishes winter from the human countenance.’ Victor Hugo from Les Miserables Your face is worn with winter woes, Its contours bleak and bitter. Your eyes are grey, with flecks of ice, A vaguely perceptible glitter. But when you smile the sun breaks out […]
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