She gave me ‘that look’
It was questioning me,
Looking into my soul
An unblinking stare
From inches away
Looking into me
It seemed to say….
Where’s my tea?
I see you
Tag: Poem
Sky
A crystal ball above our heads
A droplet of water magnified
Held to the ground, pulled down,
Curtains draped with fog
Moisture smears the view
Like glasses rinsed and wiped?
The sky’s the thing
Ever changing
Sometimes black, grey, bright.
Rainbows and thunder
Rain and snow, a marvelous show.
Is it a red sky tonight?
One day away
Last year I had a day trip
Went to the coast
Of Wales
It rained on the way
And it was blustery
By the beach.
I went on a coach
Can’t drive that far
Anymore
One day away
My holiday
……
Nursery rhymes remembered
I had a little nut tree
Nothing would it bear
But a silver nutmeg
And a golden pear
The king of Spains daughter
Came to visit me
And all for the sake
Of my little nut tree.
Funny how your mind looks for something interesting when it’s got nothing to do. I used to know a lot of nursery rhymes when I was a little child. This one I would say is well known? But who knows this one that I used to sing when I was on a seesaw.
Seesaw, Marjorie Daw
Jenny shall have a new master,
She shall have but a penny a day
Because she can’t work any faster!
I want to try and remember more. A couple in Manchester or Salford? Collected a lot of rhymes and children’s songs in the early 1900s. I think their surname was Opie. I’m sure there’s more information about it on line. They found that a rhyme sung in the south of England could travel to the North of Scotland in about two weeks by word of mouth (pre telephone).
A striped tee shirt
Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a youth. What became of it?
I miss that tee shirt
It was orange and white
I felt like a pirate
Fun to play in.
I was only a child
Wore it forever
But it wore through
Holes in the cotton
But wouldn’t let it go!
Eventually grew out of it
My mom used it to dust!
Digital experiment
Draw, edit, play, learn.
Check, change, design, duplicate,
Adjust, layer, fisheye, erase,
Layer, adjust enjoy, publish.
Quiet 1.1.25
The front door remained closed
The curtains the same.
No reason to go out,
No wish to speak
Warm enough to sleep
Quiet enough to rest
My heart misses a beat
When a figure passes the door.
Watching TV a while
Reading a book to make me smile
Why bother to move
Just have a coffee, a sandwich
And snooze.
Contemplation or hiding?
You choose.
She’s a Cat
Cat with claws, stretch, hook, ouch!
Puncture wounds in my knees
Black and white with a pink and black nose
Chin strap of black under half her chin
Chunky and wriggly, she loves nuzzling
Loud purr, quiet miaows
Little and friendly.
Sweet.
Another year almost gone…
Time flies, life goes on
Hurt and pain are never gone
Somewhat diminished
But still living here
Coiled round my heart
With everything dear.
Life seen in chunks
Days weeks and months
One year follows another
Some I can smother
Forgetting the pain
But then it rises again.
My life will continue
My future uncertain
Draw back the veil
Open the curtain
On next year’s adventures
And will I have dentures?
(well I couldn’t find a better rhyme…!)
Such a grey December
Grey throughout the day.
Cold and dreary
Cat sits by the oil heater,
The others up
On the bed.
My curtains closed
I hold the grey at bay.
My “daylight” is a bulb
No warmth, just brighter
Than the gloom outside
Grey, removing colour
Sad sort of day.
Mallaband-Brown 