Lurking fog and drizzle falling
the sea a greyish green
Waves like monstrous ogres rising
tossed by winds unseen
Alone on dampened shingle
taste of salt upon my lips
Braced to ocean’s vigour
gazing out to windward ships
I am the only audience
for this winter serenade
A symphony composed for one
perfect and uniquely made
11 of 12 in the Jemverse summer series ‘Melting Days’
Those fields of long summers I expect to remain
returning to them again and again
with more adventures to come in grass baked by the sun
and in old age have days filled with laughter and fun
In our garden every year
for as long as I recall
we've had a hunt at Easter
when children have a ball
eggs hidden in strange places
whoops and shouts of joy
all these years in passing
from three girls and a boy
On Christmas day in Shoreham
five hundred santas gathered
for a paddle on the Adur
though some were fairly blathered
and with paddle boards a-plenty
the red there and the white
made for this Christmas day right here
a truly lovely sight
Shouting to the world
laughter grows and gathers pace
to turn back the growing tide
Softened by Springtime
Gentleness and comfort spreads
there with a warming embrace
Holding close that thought
the curl of a smile takes hold
and turns into laughter loud
there in the face of
menacing adversity
I stand proud and tall and firm
The luvvies at the Dome last night
were out in force and loud
But when the man came out on stage
were silenced by the crowd
He made us smile, he made us laugh
and tears were rolling free
the sold out house in unison
for this hilarity
A tour de force in every way
this swan song to the game
before he treads a different board
to give politics a name
The breeze was a stiff one
but the sunshine was warm
down on the beach yesterday
And the sea was like turquoise
reflecting the sky
Quite lovely in every way
Sunday in the garden
with jazz and sun and beer
And family, conversation
pavlova and good cheer
Laughter on the Springtime air
from here this afternoon
We’ve been out since breakfast
and evening’s coming soon
But Chris Barber and his clarinet
still has a voice to hear
so we’ll all stay a little while
and have another beer
I am laughter and fun
and everything good
Which if you look around
as you know that you should
You will as I do
find that most everywhere
there is laughter and fun
with a duty to share
Behind the hearty laughter
Lurked depression sinister
As everyone looks for an answer
After the terrible disaster
What were the missed signs
Was this part of a design
A soliloquy for Christmas
with a little introspection
Thinking of the year that’s been
in pensive contemplation
And looking forward to the next
anticipation growing
For all the promise that’s in store
A smile, as I’ve the knowing
The prevailing Sou’Westerly’s blowing quite hard
with white horses out there today
Its cooler but the view from the beach
is great with the green and the grey
I only have five letters
but they go a long, long way
Combined they spell out something
that will brighten up a day
Sometimes I’m told I use it
too often in my verse
But I tend to ignore that
for the other thing is worse
We had a walk in the forest
and the woods round about
The weather was warm
and the sunshine was out
Then full of high spirits
it was back for some brunch
as it was too late for breakfast
and too early for lunch
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