Category: Poetry

Going swimming

Swimming today, getting some exercise, Feeling smug, how could it be otherwise? Dress in my costume, put on my clothes, Pack a bag including swimming shoes. Swimming shoes what an odd idea, To help me swim better, oh no my dear, The poolside is wet,  slippery like a rink, Likely to fall on my arse,… Continue reading Going swimming

Letting Go.

Strolling along the serrated sand A kite gripped within my hand Warm breeze touches and caresses my skin Memories just ,suck me in Feet crunch over powdered shells Lapping waves, a story tells Close my eyes and hear your voice Should I ring you, that’s my choice Let the waves caress my feet Warmth washes… Continue reading Letting Go.

Reprise to recovering from a breakup

Reprise to recovering from a breakup What ifs, past regrets Peevish feelings, let’s forget If today l am feeling blue Why wish you miserable too When you left, without regret Need to move on learn, forget Hurt and disappointment are part of life Finding happiness, now, reduces strife Moving forward finding the path Past regrets,… Continue reading Reprise to recovering from a breakup

Recovery after a break up.

Oh sweet lover, Have you recovered? Do you ever miss me? Regret being free? Remember my smile, Feel ghostly presence awhile, Does it ever make you blue, Though life has moved on its true, Oh ex sweet lover, Have you recovered? Do I haunt the odd dream? Make you restless between, Your life’s normal routine,… Continue reading Recovery after a break up.

Merry go round.

Sate, slate,  great, trait , Spate , hate, rate, mate, Debates, rebates, states, cheapskate, Moves, approves, loves, buzz, Wounds, croons, suffuse, defuse, Peruse, enthuse, infuse, transfuse, Life’s a merry go round.

What might have been

I reflect on what we might have  been, Had things been different, life’s unforseen, Twists and turns, fates convuluted hand, Allowed a glimpse of what might have been, but built on sand, Could it have been different, would we have been greater in pairing, Or is this just a hollow dream, that fate has been… Continue reading What might have been

Sending my love

Softly blown wishes, like thistledown Carried on wings over boundless ellipses Fluttering and floating never tied down Quietly hushed, as they blow overhead Valiantly hoping, they reach the right town Willing the wind will carry them safe Over the miles and onto your face Changing themselves into emotions and pictures To set you on fire… Continue reading Sending my love

Oh Poetry

Poetry is the strangest beast, with various tools Including different forms and different rules Haiku, Tanka from the East Syllable count, will never cease Stanza,  sonnet, prose or rhyme choose from many new techniques I admit to being addicted to rhyme Straight prose to me feels like a crime I joined a poetry society and… Continue reading Oh Poetry