I was standing On the station I had nothing left to say – When the sunshine Turned to darkness And the shadow lost its way – I looked beyond To find it And over my shoulder gently – He pressed the button Took the stairs instead And then he disappeared – There was a rock […]
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Deliverance
Deliverance – Bring cause for joy Take the mantle – Standing – speaking Believing in One’s own success Attend the Queen – One wills the rest With fortitude One waits to serve The mantle leant Then handed on And leadership – A thing one passes Make most of time – On lectern crested A ‘home’ […]
Inner glow
I was thinking About something I’d forgotten Long before It wandered In my mind that morn’ Like it had been In store It came to pass I raised my glass And took a sip To say That everything And anything Would flow from it Today Reflected in – The glass revealed A woman’s Supple face […]
The leaf
Go – be gone – away from here One rises from the mire And seek a better place for life That speaks of true desire Yearn for what the leaf – when flying Tells us all to be And walk the path to wonderment That takes us to the sea Delve in and splash the […]
a window to a view
I spoke to them so quietly That no-one heard me talk I strolled toward them peacefully That no-one heard me walk I went to break the many Before the rabble roused All to be part of the whole – None should feel left out Build a wall between us Only to break it down And […]
Haiku poetry XIX
to weep and wane in afternoon the sun survives the storm the river, streaming, sings
Haiku poetry XVIII
the dragonfly hovered the magpie swooped the sunshine lit a spark
Haiku poetry XVII
full-sun drapes the willow moss encroaches edge of stream nature plays a tempo game
Limerick XVII
There once was an LGBTQ called TomWho had nothing to wear to the promIt’s gotta be redI’ll wear Bonnie’s instead(Oh was he chuffed when he put her dress on)
Flash from a rose
The petal falls from a rose – The furrowed brow ages A rift from the base – He considers life’s stages The flower matures – The mind turns to what’s been The petal tumbles to ground – If only he’d seen Its colour and scent – He awakes from a dream […]
sensualism 