Wednesday, 27 March 2019
Watching clouds drift by
I looked out the window
Watching the clouds drifting by
Even they wouldn't talk to me
How I love solitude
That quiet peace when I am king
And the distant tree tops wave at me
I hang the washing out
Birds scatter they know I like peace
They're always watching me
The only thing I like
Is my ancient chiming clock
Without it I'd be all at sea
We while away the hours
Be it sunshine or in snow
For the rest, just let me be
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Sunday, 24 March 2019
When will it end?
Release me from this debt
Is there no relief
No end to clasping ways
It is with much regret
Just when will it stop
Paying you all my days
Borrowed money I was poor
I'll still be owing
When in my pauper's grave
Loan seemed such a small thing
But looking forward
to hear what pastor says
Just realised what I said
'Coz then I'll be dead
And not care anyways
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Thursday, 21 March 2019
Moon clouds her face
I still walk the same path
You holding my hand
And smiling you laugh
Along by the mere
Moon rising for us
See its light in your eyes
As we sit on a log
Then kiss your sweet face
You hum with delight
Moon winking at us
Then the owls in the trees
Hoot as they agree
The fish they do plop
You bare all for me
Moon clouds her face
I still recall those days
Teen love lasts not long
But still hold you close
In this my sad mind
Moon can't be seen
Wednesday, 20 March 2019
Never thought about it
Never thought about empowerment
Until my girl and I got married
And then I realized what it meant
Once single and without one care
Such thoughts had never crossed my mind
Now I had great burdens to bear
For now I was responsible
For a wife and quite a lot more
But she was quite irresistable
The rent, the chores, feeding the cat
Lock the doors, help with washing up
Long gone days I thought nought of that
Before a lad playing the game
Now have wife with me all the time
I've grown up and she has my name
Responsibility is great
What strength it's given both of us
She really is the best of mates
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Labels:
Empowerment,
Marriage,
Poetry,
Poets United,
Strength
Sunday, 17 March 2019
Her sound of silence
There is something quite erotic
Dining your girl by candle light
Flames flickering in her green eyes
And hearing her seductive sighs
As she looks all around the walls
Then back to you she shines her eyes
As clearly she admires your choice
Of room for your overture of love
Those wicked words whilst holding hands
To sanction your life together
Painting pictures of love and fun
Far into the future....she listens
Wondering if to shrink away
Or grasp the offer without complaint
But then your heart falls with the sound
Of silence as she shakes her head
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Labels:
Love,
Poetry,
Poets United,
Romance,
Sadness,
Sunday Whirligig
Saturday, 16 March 2019
It was raining
Like a three act play
Writing the words that I speak
Changing my garments
Though it was raining
Thought I'd walk along the beach
To wave to the sea
I love the silence
Just the patter of raindrops
And swish of the tide
Small patch of blue sky
Gave sun a chance to beam goodbye
Bowing out sadly
How I love this Earth
At any time of the year
It fires up my soul
Walking the forest
Or climbing hills and mountains
Thus finding myself
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Labels:
Forest,
Haiku,
Introspection,
Mountains,
Poetry,
Sea,
The Sunday Whirl
Rose Claire
I rose up one morning
With my eyes full of glee
So thought I'd take a walk
To see what I could see
Do forgive me sweet girls
I have a roving eye
Sat in a rose garden
To see what I could spy
I took some old breadcrumbs
To feed the birds down there
And they came pretty soon
Plus girl with raven hair
Not long before we talked
Her name was Rose Claire
She loved that birds came close
Pecking crumbs without care
"Rose" I asked, she looked up
Her eyes shone beautifully
I rose up then kneeled down
"Please with you marry me?"
Her soft hand touched my cheek
Fingers close to my lips
I kissed them while I could
Those sensuous fingertips
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