What is good about having a pet?
They keep you company
They keep you calm,
They are funny,
Hilarious, sometimes
Worrying at others.
They are not critical,
They need you,
Food, water, shelter
Give them a space
In your heart.
Companionship
Tag: Poetry
Flopped
When it comes to relaxed
Cats do it best
They can flop in a heap
Sleep in a ball.
Find a new box
And make it home!
Twisted and turned
Twizzled and whorled and whirled,
See how they sleep
Not always neat
But really deep!
Bench
Sit on a bench
Be quiet
Listen to a Robin
Trilling his song.
The wind floats leaves
Wafted from branches
Zig zagging down.
A sudden breeze
Twirls and swirls
In a mini tornado
The gust stops
Leaves settle.
My gaze settles
My breath, released.
Dead frog?
Photo from the BCB
A giant lies upon it’s back
It’s hop has gone, it’s knocked flat!
A human male looks on
At where nature has gone?
Ceramic frogs don’t jump
They don’t have a heart to pump.
But life has a way of staying
If we from nature aren’t straying.
So give frogs a chance
Put in water plants
Dig a new pond
If of frogs you are fond?
Protect anphibians
Their survival’s in your hands!
Leaves
Dying, falling, asleep
Red, green, brown
Gold and yellow
Pallid light breaks
Over crisping leaves.
Frosty, foggy, cold,
Mist and mizzel.
Wet rain drips
From sullen trees.
Disconnected
Another #bandofsketchers prompt. Not a brilliant effort! I tried to draw disconnected bits of chain, without looking at bits of chain. The chain links are not uniform in size and the outline is too thick.
I could write a poem.
My brain is disconnected
From anything elected
If its political
I’m often critical
Of policies they’ve selected!
Autumn leaves
Most leaves have changed colour
It’s November and they are hanging on
But a storm is coming..
Leaves will spin and twist…
Then fall like snowflakes to the ground.
To be blown along by the wind
Forming drifts
Where hedgehogs can hide,
Damp leaf mold will rot and spread
Nutrients back into the soil.
Leaves anew, next year, to feed..
So the cycle of life turns…
Autumn woman
Painting from eight years ago, it came up on my Facebook page. I don’t know if I’ve ever posted it here.
Autumn Woman
When the leaves fall
From under leaf litter
You will slowly crawl.
Gleaming colours
Red, gold, green,
Are soft or brittle
A seasonal scene.
Then mists and fruits
Make subtle colours
And Autumn woman
Finds her full power.
25 years
Our choir is going strong! 25 years of song! We raised the roof tonight. High middle and low… A riot of musical flow. A wonderful sound. Was to be found. …………. …………..As the song goes, open hearts, open minds, open words, open voices!
Being able to learn
What are you most proud of in your life?
I’m proud of having knowledge
I’m proud I can find out
Learning is a thing I love
More than any wealth
Sure that knowledge shared
And study pursued
Is most important.
You may not have gold or power
But try and improve your mind
And after time you will find
The beauty of a thought.
Mallaband-Brown 