A SYMETRELLE This is the line do not cross Don’t refuse to talk that’s dumb unjust Don’t Lash out – it will only breed mistrust In relationships lose the moral high ground Chose your reactions wisely, they need to be sound Your drivers your beliefs turn judgements round Try to think, not just react choices… Continue reading The Line
Category: Poetry
Escape
Escape I shut out the dark cloud of words. circling like birds above my head reverberating penetrating piercing like swords, injury by harsh sounds cruel intent … Continue reading Escape
Riding the storm
Sail shortened she fights the storm Threatening light, thickened gloom Gale increases the waves free form Highest tide this phase of the moon Lee shore close, hear the warning horn Frantic sailors fearing their doom Struggle on deck, two on the wheel as the ship makes a heavy heel The captain orders take in sail… Continue reading Riding the storm
Celestial City
An Ottava Rima with an added refrain. Celestial City floating in the sky My heart is held prisioner in your vaults We are of different worlds I ask why my love was broached by your assaults your universe is where I must apply To break through a wall of blackened quartz Inside the maze I… Continue reading Celestial City
By line
By-line. She meets him on-line She is feeling feckless life devoid of excitement her need making her reckless On- line he gives her incitement He wants her to send a picture In a pose that is very seductive she fights her moral stricture thinking such ideas destructive She wants to look and feel glamorous she… Continue reading By line
Idle Dream
An Ottava Rima second stanza added a,b,a,b,a,b,c,c Those moments that I have, for idle dream, Are not spent, in the pasts celestial halls might …have … been, won’t change for all I scheme it just means locked doors and closing walls dream future new, or lose my self esteem condemn myself to run the wheel,… Continue reading Idle Dream
Museum of the mind
Frozen in time, behind windows of glass in the museum of the mind Events from the past But how clean are those windows? From the thoughts we revive When we dredge deep, in minds’ recesses for treasures or lines Have some of the mirrors become distorted,begrimed As we struggle to focus, to keep them alive.… Continue reading Museum of the mind
Fate
Fate Planning a journey my heart races chance to explore unknown places in this world of exciting spaces how to choose, stick a pin that could mean lose or win wish- list checked word by word cut it down by a third I travel far with little fear leave it to fate, or stay near… Continue reading Fate
Shoot the moon
My friend what is it you mean to me You listen to my problems Never judge Think of options Sometimes fudge Share my triumphs and my lows Give support and rarely carp Hah! makes you seem like an angel with a harp However there is that other side Wicked humour sometimes snide gossip and rumour… Continue reading Shoot the moon
I am the curse I am the legend
This is a Terzanelle with a rhyme pattern of ABA¹, bCB, cDC, dED, eFE, fFAA¹ The water ripples dancing silvered Joining and flowing to become the sea I am the river rushing tempered If you listen hard you can hear my plea I am the curse I am the legend Joining and flowing to become… Continue reading I am the curse I am the legend
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery 