The weather is hot
Plants wilt in summer sun
Someone turned a switch
Never ending rain… Ended
Next year I shall buy
Hanging baskets earlier
They seem to have changed
The weather to sunnier!
Hanging baskets need water
Tag: Poem
Petunias
I like petunias, so bright
Shine in the light
Bedding plant winner,
Trailing around the pots
Hanging from baskets
Tough as old boots
I love this gem
Of colour on a stem!
My eyes
What’s your favorite thing about yourself?
Not their colour
Not their shape
But the fact they work
That I can see,
So I can paint and draw.
My fear is losing my sight
Finding one day the light has gone
No more views
No more staring at stars
Seeing friends faces
Letting paint flow
Hand eye coordination
My favourite feature
Keep them safe X
Retirement?
How do you want to retire?
I need a crystal ball.
To see into my future
Life could be fun
Or a daily grind
Who can tell?
Will I get a pension?
Will I have enough?
Will the planet be OK?
What will happen to the environment?
Lots of questions.
I would like to keep as fit as I can.
I hope to feel enthusiastic again,
Maybe get involved in the community.
Semi retirement is OK
But I do feel a little lost
I do try and do things
When I’m feeling OK.
That’s the main thought
A wish to be OK
To keep going.
Not to lose my way.
Gobbledegook
Life, words, misunderstanding.
Write a post.
Be accused of spam.
No explanation that makes sense
Accusation not understanding
Unjustified censorship
Because there is no subtle thought
No questioning
Just bland arguing
Failing all.
Gobbledegook again.
Misunderstanding can be discussed
In a fair world.
Spring
What is your favorite season of year? Why?
Flowers open
First daffodils then tulips
Some promise of primroses
Helibores nod their head
Leaves unfurl and spread
Yellows and golds attract the bees
Their eyes subtle patterns insects see.
Guiding them to nectar
From flowers and trees.
That’s the season set to please!
Scone
Cherry Scone with jam and cream.
Tasty treat makes me beam!
But how do you pronounce this fodder?
Which pronunciation is odder?
Call it a scone?
Once eaten it’s gone!
Call it a scone?
To rhyme with stone?
But surely that’s fake?
It’s then a rock cake!
Happy Cat
Oh the joy of a happy cat
Smiling teeth, sharp claws
Ready to pounce
Satisfied with his hunting skills
He can stay in the house
Leave birds
Play with his toy mouse!
Stay happy but quiet!
Good cat!
Trying to change
I’m muddled and muddied
Confused and twisted
I’m all out of coping
My strength has diminished
But I have to cope
Twist the strands of hope
Back together again.
Find my way through the fog
Out of the maze
Into light.
British barbecue
A queue in the rain
For a British barbecue
Waterfall effect is a pain
Smoke and drizzle falling
Barometer says thunder
Must be summer
No chance to simmer
In the sun’s rays
And charcoal briquettes?
Won’t light in the deluge…
Soggy burgers and hotdogs?
Make the most of it..
Next week snow, or fog!
