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The cry of gulls
Smell of fish and chips.
Hotel guests slamming doors
Cars blocking roads
The memory of candy floss
Mint flavoured sticks of rock.
Crying and laughing children,
Sandy beaches and pebbles
Then a sudden squall
Rain bears down on us,
Winds blow strongly,
Retreat to the hotel,
Soaking clothes drip.
Ah, a proper seaside holiday.
A poem based on my painting of Earth,
Earth
Spinning in space,
Tipped slightly
So we have seasons
Without the moon
We would spin out
Of control.
Earth
Pale blue dot
Clouds flying
Tides swelling
Faults cracking
Volcanos spewing Ash,
Life growing,
Earth
Green and blue and brown
Earth.
My stabbing finger types on screen,
I see words scroll along.
Then bhai.. N b cc cc b
I fall asleep
N h gig HD FB v
Comes out the deep
My finger slipped again you see
And messed up all my words
Skull instead of sky with spellchecker
Owl instead if oil.
My stabbing finger dreams a
Whole
New
Von h by gvbb
Just a couple of views from my windows.
See that?
It’s plants and trees
Green stuff
To help us breathe.
It’s made of wood
Or green leaves
Flowers too
To frame the view.
Inside and out
On sill and in pot
My view is enhanced
By all these plants.
It’s late again
It’s hot again,
The pubs busy over the road
People walk by, shouting
Enjoying the heat
Banging car doors
Revving engines
Shut up, shut up, shut up!
I can’t sleep,
The heat holds me in its hand,
Stifling my body,
The noises throb in my ears
I need sleep!
I can’t be there to hug you,
I can feel your pain.
I can’t be there and see you,
Reassure you again.
I want to hold your hand,
And say it will be OK.
Show you that it’s not a problem.
Show you that it’s not important….
But it is to you.
I can’t see your face.
I can’t read your mind.
But I can send love.
Segment of orange
To be dipped in icing sugar
Shaded with grey dust
Cratered and pocked
Darkness of space
Infinite and black
Wrapped around
Orb of rust
Canyons and mountains
Greatest Volcano
Olympus Mons
Stands tall
Carbon dioxide ices
Covering poles
Dust storms covet your land.
The invisible man took a bath
Cleaned his toes
Washed his nose.
Washed behind his ears
Under his brows.
The invisible man
Dripped water
Everywhere
In the bathroom
After his shower.
The invisible man
Tried to shave.
He was brave.
Invisible blood
Everywhere!
My hubby shouted to tell me he had made a rainbow today. The hose was spraying water and the sunlight was behind us and bright.
In one of the photos there is even a double rainbow.
Rainbow
Coloured with light,
shining with sparkles,
water in flight.
Rainbow
glittering brightly,
wonderful vision
droplets so spritely.
Rainbow
water drops glisten
spectrum of sound
making you listen.
Rainbow
to see your smiling bow
happy to watch
your coloured sparks flow.
I want a light red
Not a pink
Not orange
Crimson?
Perhaps,
Maybe vermilion,
Something punchy,
Not magenta,
Not alizarian
Not a deep cadmium red (hue)
So many names
But which one will be right,
What is the correct tinge?
Works in progress
Paint laid on paint,
Building up layers,
Blood red?
Maybe if I put my heart into it.
Mallaband-Brown