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.
Autumn flowers
Tag: Poetry
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.
Lion
Suddenly remembered,
I promised to paint a Lion.
I’m rushing to do it,
but taking Pride.
Got to get it right,
Get its golden eyes bright.
Mainly work on its Mane,
Black whiskers and deep pink nose.
Proud Leo, big cat.
Leonine, powerful, strong.
Fur and Fury,
King of the plains.
Freedom is a tiny bird.
Freedom is a tiny bird
That flutters down to your hand
Perches on an outstretched finger
Preens and sings and looks you in the eye.
Freedom cannot be held still
It has to live and grow.
To fly free
An Eagle in a tiny body-
Strong and graced with beauty.
Freedom is for all,
Freedom must survive.
Webs
Someone said its spider mating season
It’s webby in the summerhouse
It’s webby in the shed
There’s more silk than a silk kimono
Slung along the hedge.
The spiders spin such grand big webs
They catch the birds on high
They set great traps for insects,
And grab them from the sky!
A huge big spider
Came to visit
And stayed for a year
Now its little offspring
Are always very near!
Autumn sun.
The sun fades,
There is more night than day.
Equinox
Change of season.
Leaves that were green change,
First pale then golden or red and russet.
Chill air frosts spiders webs.
Rain falls cold and drenching.
Flowers that were bright fade away.
Fruits ripen and fall.
Golden grain is harvested and brought in.
Stored and dried.
Winter is not here yet but gradually
So gradually, time leaps on.
Autumn shades will fade in turn.
Casey cat
He was a mad cat,
Jumped on kites,
sat in the middle of the road.
Climbed shelves,
ran round the local shop.
Climbed the curtains,
chased dogs
Mad yowling,
Running round at high speed.
Pouncing and preening.
Playing…
Details
Cracked paint
Algae on Stone
Rusty metal,
Details of life,
Details of colour.
Bright white,
Blue sky,
Grey stone.
Angles and Shadows……
Curves and lines.
Stark images
Contrast
Beauty.
Trust
You sat on his lap today,
Fell asleep with a twitch of your tail,
Trusting you could stay,
Trusting that you would be safe.
First time that’s happened
In three years of life
Living with us, but nervous.
Always flighty, flitting, fleeing,
But now content to rest,
On his warm lap
One totally relaxed cat.
Trust. X
Love. X
Friendship. X
