A poem pithy but sublime.
A verse with music
and maybe also rhyme.
A message that strikes home... more »
White grass and russet trees
golden light on still green leaves
white trails of speeding jets
in a pale sky thinly lit.... more »
Looking with half blind eyes
for the mislaid answer to all the lies.
If only I could see more clearly
and not just what is dear to me.... more »
Far far away in a distant galaxy..........
In a spiralling arm of love
A swirling cloud of atoms
loosely called a gas... more »
Fire with lapping tongue
crackles bright and heating air
we gather round and stare
casting long shadows everywhere.... more »
Circuitous and rambling
serious and dire
also happy and lustful
or deserving of ire.... more »
You are free He said.
Uhh what was that?
You are free and unlimited.
Don't feel that way.... more »
It was deep in the night
with the sound of the wind
as it whistled and rattled
through my window within.... more »
A thin layer of atmosphere
with wispy insubstantial
fluffy clouds drifting by... more »
Excitedly he approaches me
with eloquent words that express his inmost feelings
and grabbing my hand pulls me
to I know not where... more »
Gentle rolling hills flowing into stardust fields
that sparkle in the early morning light of dawn
with golden rays that kiss the hardened frost
on soft and gentle graceful clinging moss... more »
I feel like writing
about what's not there
about a mysterious stare
from someone that just isn't here... more »
In each a flame burns bright
right in the centre, not in sight.
A flame that never flickers
in the wind of plights or bickers.... more »
A grey day of grey skies
with grey tarmac wet with rain
reflecting yet more grey again
a grey suit with a blue-grey tie... more »
I went to church last night.
Not that I often do,
but it is that time of year
to bring good spirits... more »
How many words must I truly write
to put all that was ever done to rights.
How many verses need to be sung
to heal the wounds that time has cruelly done.... more »
Wisdom said 'I know what to do'
even if it terrifies you.
Courage said 'I have faith'
that wisdom carries with it, Your grace.... more »
Beauty is much sought.
Beauty in a word or thought.
Beauty in a form sublime.
Beauty in a subtle rhyme.... more »
After some time sifting through
the myriad of pieces
he found four 'corner stones'
and carefully put them in place... more »
Arching across a grey-blue sky
with prism colours in my eyes
bending through a crescent high
carrying our dreams of awe... more »
I am oft' miss understood.
When I said go away
I did not mean
don't come back today.... more »
A vast expanse of white
on a canvas of space and time
silence, white sound
a sound like pure light waiting... more »
He woke up in a strange land
with a window on the past
a river once odorous and putrid
flowed past now sweetened... more »
Well I am writing this drunk,
had too many beers
on the eve of my birthday
with, it seems, little to cheer.... more »
The whole family on two mopeds
father, mother, son
grandma, grandpa off we go
speeding past neon streets... more »
Serenity so sublime
surpassing more exciting times.
Serenity in a passing dream
that is not always what it seems.... more »
Hair raising whistling wind
of superficial angry whims
anguish at unjust ways
darkening the light of days... more »
Swirling mists of sleep
darkness of the oceans deep
far below the ground a cave
where the light cannot invade... more »
With an unnoticed malcontent
and born of years of practise
not needing any serious incident
to release a verbal assault... more »
Driving down the highway
its late and getting dark.
Bright lights of traffic
making my heavy eyes diminish... more »
When will I get my poetic licence
prove my skill to drive a verse
through the wonders of this universe?
And will it have my picture... more »
Even as a boy
I would quiet and keenly play
with a simple lump of clay
whilst others kicked a ball... more »
There is no other way
that I can see, that I can say
the things I think and feel
as I go on my way.... more »
With a rainbow arching in the sky
and butterflies they flutter by
translucent brooks they babble on
together with a birds sweet song... more »
I would like to be in a van, go
or perhaps arrested by a rural constable
for falling into a big assed hole.
I quite like some mug o teas... more »
With the sound of a mighty drum
but one that has no skin
and beat with the trunk of an oak
that grew only in imaginations cloak.... more »
Don't read this.
But if you do beware
it might leave you gasping
for a breath of air.... more »
Dear wife, as you know I am a little older
than the years that have passed for you
and it seems to me there is a probability
that I will die before you do.... more »
In the mind the wersal steals
and picks his way through entreals
of undigested days
that would make dreams... more »
Beauty is not a superficial form
Each has their own in essential nature
And in the actions they perform
Until the dissolution of their life
To leave beauty’s impressions in our hearts
Yesterdays beauty never leaves or departs.
Beauty is all around
Each and every place it may be found
As you look with open eyes
Upon the forms that nature makes
Then man seeks to imitate
Yearning to match that beauty all around.
Beauty if you cannot find
Beauty must be in mind
Beauty is in purity
Beauty of simplicity
Beauty runs right through and ...
What is this melancholy state
That keeps the mind most dark
And makes these thoughts and speech irate?
What is this melancholy state
That hides the happiness
And makes these words sound glum with hate?
What is this melancholy state?