Facebook memory. One or two years ago?
Sssss sns snake…
Hisss history story..
Yelling yell yellow
Frrr fright? No friend…
Fun, fuunnnnyy,
No feeear,
Smoooothhh skiinnn
Ssssnakke
Slithering?
Slipping, slidinng.
Slleeppp
Tag: Poetry
Leaf
Red and yellow
grey concrete
water washed
and slippery.
Leaf
warning tells me
beware wet leaves..
I just see beauty.
Relaxing cat
Quiet, peaceful, resting cat.
watching TV
With me.
Quiet, gentle, happy cat.
sleeping deeply,
Sleeping beauty.
Quiet, tired, needs a nap,
finding comfort,
giving support,
Quiet peaceful, happy cat.
Playing
Cat is chasing my knitting wool
Wrapped round its paws,
Across the room,
Fast like a famous footballer,
Knocking the ball
Back and forth.
Under the table,
Through the gap in the chairs,
Into a box…
She dribbles
She Scores!
She would beat any goalie!
Want longer lashes?
Oh my balding eyes
I don’t have long lashes,
or thick eyebrows.
But strangely
I don’t want them.
I’m happy with my lot.
Sticking gunk on my face
making my eyebrows arch..?
No, not for me,
it costs too much.
And I would poke myself,
In the eye….
The owl and the pussycat
The owl and the pussycat went to sea
And found they couldn’t swim
They had to call the coastguard out,
The captains name was Jim.
He told them to get in his boat
It was a pretty sight,
An owl, a cat and one old stoat
With souwester and pipe.
Limerick challenge…
I just wrote this at Easter Chiltons blog, where the prompt was to use the word nose on some part of the limerick…
I hope you think this is funny! 😂
Aged
Have I matured,
or aged?
Is my skin like parchment,
smooth and soft?
Or crumpled and full
of wrinkles?
Do I need ‘plumping up’
or ironing flat?
My age is my story,
my experience and thoughts.
Worn or rested.
Life takes its toll,
and continues on,
giving and taking.
Life has magic
and cruelty.
Give it chance
to take you
on your own special journey.
Daisies
This summer I hope to see daisies and Vinca
green leaves and yellow flowers.
Aquilegia is fading, Poppy flowering in sun.
The garden changes so fast,
you have to run to keep up…..
climbing roses tower over paths,
Sweet showers of rain swell the fruit………………………………………
Soon it will be autumn again.
Fallen leaves and dead flowers.
Enjoy the sun
While you can.
Before the storm
The sky turned orange
Then maroon.
The sun crept under the curtain of cloud,
Sneaking out and staring through the rain.
Rainbows end in the murk
Towards the other horizon.
Light spills, then disappears.
The thunder thrills through the air,
Bouncing from chimneys and roofs,
Clattering slates,
Boom-rumble-thudding,
Flash, crash, splitting the new dark.
The storm is here.
Mallaband-Brown 