Messy things, trees
They shed their leaves,
Drop twigs and branches….
Make coal (in the past).
Make soil (maybe)
Give homes to woodpeckers
Owls,
Insects,
Birds
Even frogs!
Trees make oxygen, stop flooding.
Trees are important,
Save the trees!
Tag: Poetry
Leaves
Leaves, leave, the trees.
Leaving the world,
Death and decay.
But like a firework,
Exploding in colour,
Before deminishing
Into a skeletal framework.
To be blown away on the wind……
Helium balloon…
What to do?
If we let you free..
You will drift up..
And up….
Taking your helium high!
High pitched gas.
Into the sky….
Your plastic body
Metallic coloured bag
of odourless atoms..
A death trap for fish
Or other animals
If we release you.
So thanks friend,
We will wait
For your gift to deflate.
Hisssssss….
Then dispose of it.
Responsibly…
Cat, a short poem
My little cat,
Staring into space,
Sitting on a sofa back
That’s your place.
One little cat
Captured my heart.
Making me happy,
Till death do us part….
Our little cat,
Purrs and likes to play
Jumping up and down
And sleeping half the day…
Phoenix, firebird
Burning brightly,
Coloured feathers.
Flaming heat
Re-makes a chick.
Nest of smoke,
Bower of flame,
Blooms of cinders….
New moon flits.
Phoenix rising,
In up drafted air,
Mythical beast
Bird so fair.
Oil and water
A thin film
Rainbow bright
Smeared on tarmac,
Immiscable,
Like oil and water
They cannot be mixed.
A molecule thick
Sliver of light.
Oil floated on water
Dropped and dripped.
A subtle play of shimmers
A gleam of glimmers,
A ray of sunlight,
Surface spread out like a pancake.
Pollution is washed away
Down drains, into soil.
The colour of oil…..
Cat in black and white?
Taken from a photo,
not just black and white.
This cats whiskers
Are long and thin and bright.
Sturdy and determined
Brindled fur and paw.
Eyes glaring strongly,
Nose in the air.
Walking up to greet me,
Nuzzle at my hand,
A cat with a character.
This cats love is grand.
Autumn flowers
Bright colours
Extend the season,
Bishop of Llandaff,
Daliahs, Red.
Verbina and ice plants
Feed the bees.
Roses and autumn crocuses.
Asters and cone flowers
All sparkle and show.
Dont fade yet,
Wait for the snow.
A gate to nowhere
Seen on a walk in 2018.
Dont let me in,
You walled up your heart,
there is a gate
But you locked it shut.
Tight chested
I sat, waiting for you
Asking to be let in,
But you said no.
You said go.
You locked me out
And threw away the key.
Grey skies
Etruria, Stoke-on-Trent, evening sky.
The nights are arriving-
Earlier
The days are getting-
Greyer
The evenings are becoming-
Chillier….
My love is waning
It is lost in the mists
Forgotten sunshine –
Forgotten trist’s.
My life
Meaningless…
My heart
Loveless,
My mind
Thoughtless
Lost in
The subdued light.
Mallaband-Brown 