Scarlet
Blood vessels pounding
Red Riding hood
Part of the rainbow
Heart and soul
Love in February
Red roses bloom
Tulips flower
Rage aswell is exposed
Siren songs
Oxygenated energy
Superstrong
Scarlet cloth
Poppies.
Scarlet
Tag: Poetry
Life!
Do you need a break? From what?
Take a break…. Lunch? No
What then?
Less stress, more rest….
But things keep going on
Coming at me
Bashing my mind
Thumping. My. Body
Some of it my own fault
But lost without my soulmate.
Tired and alone
Just want to stop the world
And get off
Leave the trolls behind
Hibernate, hide from. Life.
Not giving up
Just relaxing.
Tulips
A gift that cheered
Bright lights in the gloom
Startling red
Yellow glow
White as snow.
Soon the daffodils will be out
Snowdrops already here.
Spring might spring early
This year!
Decluttering
Something on your “to-do list” that never gets done.
I haven’t lost my marbles, yet!
Or any other thing!
To spring clean or not?
But my stuff is mine
It comforts me
Makes me feel whole.
It’s there on my list
Things to do
Choose books to keep
And to loose.
But I can’t move
I am stuck
In sadness and grief
Unable to change my life.
Four leaves
Four leaf clover,
just green and neat.
Splattered with dew or rain
Contrasted against black
How to describe it more?
Thin stem from its centre
Leaves splayed out lobes.
Striped with thin veins
Each curved gently
Upper surface dips downward
Four fan shaped
Instead of the usual three
Lucky?
Memory of the one I found….
Can’t wait for Spring
Can’t wait for Spring
Tomorrow is February
The sun might heat the air
The sun will set later
Rise earlier,
I might go out and breathe
See a daffodil burst
Like a white and yellow firework
Bud bursting in slow motion
I look forward to seeing it.
Lurgy
Lurgy, ill, sore throat
3 weeks 4 weeks more
The knives are out
My body aches
I’m sad and tired.
Give me a rest
Give me some time
To recover from it
Let me breathe
Stop this pain.
Does he know?
What way is he going?
Where he will end up?
On Mars or in the English channel
In Canada or the Gulf of America….
Has he got the knowledge
To lower the price of one egg?
Or is he looking for the Golden goose.
He plays with words and obfuscates.
But does he know what that means?
In the meantime the world trembles
In fear, shock and disbelief!
How did they chose him….
The ballot was real
Are they crazy
We all
Wait.
For four more years….
Teapot use
If you don’t have a lid what can you do?
Knives and forks and gilding.
A menu clipped to a board,
Light through a window
And cast down from a chandelier.
Chairs and tables
Scrubbed and clean
Let’s get a coffee
With lots of cream.
No to Orange
Something is occurring on UK tv
An orange smarmfest for people to see
So many millions drink the juice
And find their brains are letting loose
Thoughts of selfishness and pain
Their minds are so full of distain
For the poor and the elderly
Veterans too.
No fears in their minds
For those they will hurt
Much rather to vote
For an Orange Jerk.
Mallaband-Brown 