Horses, ponies, zebras too,
I like them all, yes I do.
Galloping, cantering, jumping high,
Flying hooves, hit the sky.
Running, flying, beautiful beast
Marvellous, wonderful, not the least
Beautiful figure, elegant grace
Examples of the eqine race.
Tag: Poetry
Sneezing
My nose itches
Atishoo!
Green goo
I hate colds
Feeling old
When I sneeze
It shakes my knees
Makes me quake.
Shakes me awake…
Sneeze and snot
I feel hot…
Achy and tired.
Not what’s desired.
I need to sleep.
Not a peep…
No sneezes,
Please
Crying
Crying,
In sadness, in anger,
With fear, with hope.
Crying out loud,
Crying with happiness,
Relief.
Crying in dismay.
I cried loudly.
Cry, at the drop of a hat.
Cry-baby
Cry-ogenic
It never gets old
Tears of sadness and happiness.
Robin
Sweet liquid singer,
Beautiful voice,
Red Robin,
Musician.
Sing for me,
Seranade me.
Peaceful glissando,
Lovely bird,
Red breasted,
Heartfelt,
Song maker.
Painting myself to a standstill
Help what am I doing?
Painting myself into a corner,
Painting myself to a standstill?
Paint, water, dip, paintbrush….
Canvas, paint, brush, mix…
Choose a subject,
Hand, eye, look, stare..
Hunched, squint, think, measure…
Mix, pigment, life, art…
Angel, Icon, flowing, floating.
Tired,….
Find an image from chaos.
Create.
Breadmaking
When my hubby makes bread,
It’s like an alien invasion.
It’s like the film ‘the blob’
Expanding
Contracting,
Overflowing.
The flour is everywhere,
Brown and white
Two packets of yeast,
Half on the floor.
The biggest pan,
The hottest oven.
Rising up to the ceiling,
Growing like a balloon.
Cooked
Nice with marmalade.
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Another sketch
I’m still playing,
Don’t want to bore you,
Having fun,
Sketching and drawing.
Finding my feet
In the world of sketching,
Drawing on memory.
Faces imagined,
Can I stop?
Not yet!
Staring
She was staring straight ahead.
Looking into the distance,
Into the past or the future?
No one knows.
Staring hard, vision blurred,
Tears forgotten.
Memory faded.
Staring at what?
Old hysteria?
New apathy?
Hidden thoughts,
Was it fate?
No one will ever know.
My cat
He’s big and bold,
Not nasty, but determined.
If he wants,
he will take your chair.
He will make fun of you,
Nip your nose
Play with your hair
Chase balloons.
Happy.
That’s what he is….
Guardian angel
She stands, arms folded.
What have you done now?
She asks.
Sorry, I didn’t mean to
You say.
I will save you,
This time, she says.
(she says that every time, really)
Looking down from on high,
Looking down on you.
Guardian,
Angel,
Caring
Mother…..
