Jacqueline Williams Poems

I invited Greg Gerbil for dinner,
he's such a good friend to me
he taught me to cook, like a sinner
I put on two pounds,  can you see?
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When Mr Robin Redbreast comes to call on me
I like to open windows wide and ask him in for tea.
We both could share a fairy cake, or buns all topped with ice
Banoffee Pie or Tiramisu, yes both would be quite nice.
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Drawn up by an invisible thread,
new life springs up towards the sun.
Escape from ground and leaves now dead,
from rotten decay of life past done.
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Calling forth Thunder, Lightning and Raging Rain
Gloved hands, like ink dipped limbs extend.
No man alive her power could ever constrain
Or suspend… sound or light or waters, portend.
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Step off into a land of dreams
of mind and beauty but nothing real
where life is full of fairy schemes
so warm and soft a thought - ideal.
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Mystic metal, writhing, twisting, touch ice cold
Forms foreboding, barring entry, guarding paths threshold.
Dreadful shivers, fear provoking motion frozen still
Must move forward, ring for entry, forced by will.
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Complaining, Complaining, Complaining that's Stan
He most certainly was an unusual man.
Every chance he would get, on his soapbox he stood
That soapbox well used, painted green, made of wood.
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I like to choose an armchair and curl up with a book
Either fiction, fact or romance, I like to take a look.
To wallow in the thriller, what a glorious place to be
And get to grips with Ages Past in history B.C.
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The Thrush is there for all to see
Her beauty to behold
She hops on twig and branch and tree
Her feet must be so cold.
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Come into my magic garden
safe behind an old brick wall.
Lawned pathways will invite you,
can you hear them as they call?
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