Milky latte
Soft coffee
Warm and creamy
A beverage, dreamy
Drink to warm
In cold weather
Makes a delicious
Thirst quencher.
Why write about it?
A conversation starter
Over coffee
Adds to frendship
When we meet.
Helps us greet.
Latte
Tag: Rhyme
Look out
Look out
See what’s about
Use your eyes
Don’t be surprised
Glasses are good
For seeing the mood
Of someone’s face
At more than a pace!
Sight is the winner
Lighter, and dimmer
Through fire and snow
You can see the glow
With my little eye
Just what do I spy?!
A very silly verse
Which could have been worse!
Levitating cat?
Front paws on a chair
Back legs on a box
Sagging between
Or levitating above.
Comfy you say?
But what if he sleeps.
Will he fall off?
How can he stay.
Stuck on a space
That doesn’t support
While a foot away
A comfy sofa!
Tea
Tea for who?
Tea for you
With scones and jam
Or sandwich of ham?
Straight from the pot
It’s nice and hot
A fresh dark brew
Don’t let it stew!
Blue and white china
Nothing can be finer
From Stoke-on-Trent
To a friend, sent
A birthday gift
For them to lift
And then to pour
With milk and more.
Magenta?
Magenta or pink
What do you think?
A pompom dahlia
Beauty not failure
A garden delight
A lovely sight
Meditation in mauve?
I must be in love!
Bookcase
A lifetime of collection
A wide selection
Stacked in a case
Of wood, a place
To keep your mind
You thoughts find
Sections of thought
Over the years, you bought
But still despite it all
My grammar is still appall
ING!
Keeping warm
Oil heaters to help keep warm
Supply some heat through the storm
With a heating radiator seized
These give off heat and I’m pleased
To keep comfy, snug and warm
They really work like a charm
But how I wish we didn’t have
A draughty house like a cave
That doesn’t really rhyme, I know
But poems about heating are low
On my list of things to write
Especially when the bill gives a fright!
A choice of light and heating?
Or having food for eating!
What am I doing today?
Today I feel like I’m drifting..
Things to do?
Yes, but I’m thinking
Ignoring the world
I’m just sitting
Down and just
Contemplating
Mulling over what to do
But I’m only prevaricating…
Have I got a clue
About future creating?
I don’t know what to do…
And I keep cogitating..
I have a thesaurus for a brain
My brain needs retraining!
Going…
Yellow, gold and brown
All the leaves fall down
Fallen in a mound
As the wind whirls round
Rain streaks the windows
As the wild storm blows
Hail mixed into icy rain
Knocks more leaves down again
Time has ended for them now
Rotten, crumbled, so they go.
Autumn leaves
Autumn leaves leave the trees, wind blows and bowls them along the gutters. They flutter madly, sadly the end of summer edges away.
Sunshine strikes through low, dark grey clouds. Holds my eye as light streams by. Sky shimmers blue, high domed hue. Birds are leaving, wings weaving across the air.
Full of delicious fruit, trees reveal their loot of apples, pears, and sweet chestnuts fair. Mists and frosts, with mushrooms and toadstools found in field and woods.
Nature’s good, it gives and takes. It feeds at harvest time, crops gathered in, the end of summer win. And all the time, those leaves spin.
Mallaband-Brown 