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I wish I could stop scrolling
Facebook, insta, twittering
Take my attention
And hold it fast
Glued to a screen
Twist my head
To get away
But I am it’s repast!
Tag: Poem
Passion flower
Beauty seen on a summers day
Wilted now sun’s gone away.
White and purple
Green and red
Fall is coming
Plants are dead
Shrivelled, withered
In their bed.
Wind
Blowing and twisting
Tortured trees
Gales and rainstorms
Leaves flee the canopy
Most powerful weather
Rattles the window panes
Rivers swell
Flooding homes
When will we realise
We are responsible?
I love to draw
Now I make patterns
Sometimes I draw faces
Or paint trees
Or sketch landscapes….
I have painted murals
Scenery for plays
Working on pottery,
Putting on glazes.
Making Art..
I am an Artist.
Large cat…..
If I had to choose his name
I would call him Jupiter.
He is twice as big as the others
Strong markings
He thinks everything
Revolves around him.
He has gravity
He causes storms
He has a great spot
On his nose!
He eats passing objects
He comes out at night.
Jupiter it is!
Shells
Shells
Mussels
Remind me
Of the beach
The sea
Washed by waves
Crushed underfoot
One day you will be sand.
Green face
Can you see me?
Man or lion…
Staring angrily
Out at you.
… I’m hidden
Camouflaged…
Lost in your mind
Dream or nightmare?
One day I will catch you
And bite you
Twist and turn you
Revelation
.. While listening to a TV ad.
Ache
Hours have passed
The pain continues
A dull ache
Like cramp
Burning my limb
Will I sleep?
Doubtful
I’m like a lump
Held by gravity
In my chair
Will I ever
Stop hurting?
A single tree
Are you a lonesome pine?
Single, all alone.
Broke. Breaking, shattered
But still alive.
You prop yourself up
Naked limbs exposed.
Caught in the sunlight.
Our shadows see you
Your longevity
Precedes you…..
Old roses
Autumn is coming,
the roses are fading.
Blue sky has mackerel clouds.
Sea breezes are cooler
laden with moisture.
Soon it will be
‘the season of mist’s
and mellow fruitfulness’
that some forgotten poet
(forgotten by me)
once wrote about.
Beauty and the Beast
watch the petals fade and fall….
Will they catch them
before it’s too late?
