And one jelly mould.
Why write about that?
Because the world is mad
I thought I’d be mad too
I don’t want to be depressed
I would like some cheer
I’d like some fun.
So why not fridge magnets?
To reflect my magnetic personality?
Probably not!
Tag: Poetry
Autumn is coming
The season of Autumn is upon us, despite having temperatures of 33.7°C in some parts of the country this week.
Today was cooler, we had rain, the sky had been cloudy all day.
Autumn, changing days
Sun sets early, rises late.
Leaves turn from green to flame.
Ending a summers growth.
Fruit and fungi burgeoning
Apples become sweet, pears ripe.
Leaves lie deep, scrunch and crunch.
Life settles down until winters slumber.
Love
This image is for illustration purposes only and does not represent the people in the poem.
Love held them together, and apart, for twenty years,
First love was theirs, second love someone else’s.
Only third love bought them together again.
Maybe a fourth love will change things?
77%
77% awake at 4.06 am?
77% alive?
77% of life gone?
Only 77% energy?
Three quarters or so full of vim and vigour?
Where did the other 23% go?
77% of questions answered?
77% of sleep yet to fill?
Waiting for 100% capacity,
Striving for 23% more enthusiasm.
Fighting for 77% of recognition,
Hating 77% of what?
So much to say and do,
Give me twenty three percent more!
Ah, now it’s 79% at 4.18am…….
I tripped over… Poem?
I saw this challenge on Facebook.
Type a phrase then chose the middle button of spell checker to continue. I thought it might make a poem? The phrase is… I tripped over….
I tripped over
I don’t know what to do
I don’t know if you have the same thing
But I can send you a link
I can add buttons to the list
You might end up with a cold
I have edited the last one first
Good to be a bit more practical
But all I want to get is the best
I have been working on the first week
And the last one they had with me
Food and water and all those days.
Well I’m not sure what I think of it, I think it’s quite emotionless. It’s only an algorithm though. My words. I did edit it slightly otherwise it would have said ‘sent from my Xperia’…
Rose
Rose,
Intricate,
Beautiful,
Layers of petals swirl,
Scent of softness
Cream centred
Like whipped cream
Veluptuous,
Soft,
Enticing,
Gentle,
But for your thorns.
Sun through cloud
The sun was shining through the clouds at Spode this afternoon giving everything a moody look.
Grey clouds, leaden
A glimmer of sun
Bright, yellow, hot
Sizzles through the clouds.
Humid heat festers
Industrial view languishes
Only a few plants
And a cat sleeping in the dust,
But alive,
Better than ruins.
Morcambe Bay view
Today’s view,
long drive.
More later!
Shouting in the dark
I’m too small
The world’s too big
Shouting in the dark,
The world’s too small
Solar system so big,
Shouting in the dark,
Sun’s system is small
The galaxy is big
Shouting in the dark –
The galaxy is small
The universe is big
I’m shouting in the dark.
Shouting into infinity.
Is anyone out there –
To hear?
When cats get in the way?
When cats get in the way
You just have to live with it
Or push her away?
Give her attention
Let her just play.
Jumping and leaping
Up on my lap,
Knocking my paints over,
Splashing the water,
Sharpening her claws
On my canvas.
She’s lovely
But mad.
Mallaband-Brown 