She stands, arms folded.
What have you done now?
She asks.
Sorry, I didn’t mean to
You say.
I will save you,
This time, she says.
(she says that every time, really)
Looking down from on high,
Looking down on you.
Guardian,
Angel,
Caring
Mother…..
Tag: Poem
What’s a horse?
Spirit, life, speed,
Race, jump, gallop,
Fire, flight, chase….
Beauty, bright, canter,
Clip and clop…
Step and hop,
Rise high, rearing,
Hooves dart fast,
Equine grace, windswept.
Pattern
A twisted spindle,
Stone steps,
Red painted wall,
Chopped and mixed,
Add background smudges
Bend into shapes
Like pasta twists…
Multiply and flip
Till cooked
Into nine squares.
Then expand into four more.
Voilà
Pattern….
Leaves
Leaves, leave, the trees.
Leaving the world,
Death and decay.
But like a firework,
Exploding in colour,
Before deminishing
Into a skeletal framework.
To be blown away on the wind……
Cat, a short poem
My little cat,
Staring into space,
Sitting on a sofa back
That’s your place.
One little cat
Captured my heart.
Making me happy,
Till death do us part….
Our little cat,
Purrs and likes to play
Jumping up and down
And sleeping half the day…
Phoenix, firebird
Burning brightly,
Coloured feathers.
Flaming heat
Re-makes a chick.
Nest of smoke,
Bower of flame,
Blooms of cinders….
New moon flits.
Phoenix rising,
In up drafted air,
Mythical beast
Bird so fair.
Oil and water
A thin film
Rainbow bright
Smeared on tarmac,
Immiscable,
Like oil and water
They cannot be mixed.
A molecule thick
Sliver of light.
Oil floated on water
Dropped and dripped.
A subtle play of shimmers
A gleam of glimmers,
A ray of sunlight,
Surface spread out like a pancake.
Pollution is washed away
Down drains, into soil.
The colour of oil…..
Cat in black and white?
Taken from a photo,
not just black and white.
This cats whiskers
Are long and thin and bright.
Sturdy and determined
Brindled fur and paw.
Eyes glaring strongly,
Nose in the air.
Walking up to greet me,
Nuzzle at my hand,
A cat with a character.
This cats love is grand.
Autumn flowers
Bright colours
Extend the season,
Bishop of Llandaff,
Daliahs, Red.
Verbina and ice plants
Feed the bees.
Roses and autumn crocuses.
Asters and cone flowers
All sparkle and show.
Dont fade yet,
Wait for the snow.
A gate to nowhere
Seen on a walk in 2018.
Dont let me in,
You walled up your heart,
there is a gate
But you locked it shut.
Tight chested
I sat, waiting for you
Asking to be let in,
But you said no.
You said go.
You locked me out
And threw away the key.
