Jemaiku II (change)

There's a change coming this week
apprehension looms
something there of the unknown
tinged with excitement
and fortune favours the bold
so there I will tread

Pretty Sails

Nestling in the harbour
at the yacht club yesterday
a jolly pretty sailboat
I espied whilst on my way

So I made a little detour
across the Adur Ferry Bridge
so that I could take a photo
as a special privilege

Ivory Towers

We've had to cancel Obi's field
as we cannot now drive there
the car is down to mere fumes
and there's no fuel anywhere
And because of the congestion
caused by massive traffic lines
queueing up at petrol stations
in these trying times
public transport's suffering
so we can't use that either
So we've cancelled Obi's field
and this week will take a breather

Not quite turning

There's promise in the Western sky
this morning here I think
for as the sun begins to rise
he's tipped me here a wink

No letting go to cooler times
not yet and not today
as we cling on to summer
though the Fall's not far away

Here comes Friday

And with morning three words came
'Here comes Friday' my waking eye
with silent whisper
said, I beamed
The sunshine decided September
had still more summer to give
warmth remaining
here it seemed
And outside my window the golden one
waved gregariously from the East
with its hat on
Comfort gleaned

Thursday Haiku

Dripping from my pen
my Thursday haiku gathers
form and satisfies

Life-words-haiku

Sometimes a haiku
Gives all the words that I need
to make life complete

Mangolicious

Had a Mangolicious Laines
a lovely IPA
fruity and refreshing
at the end of a long day
Eating at the Open House
all my girls and me
and a lovely Wolfgang
for a delicious tea

Rain came

Rain it came
and soothed my soul
with rhythm there
to make me whole
Refreshing
after days of dry
it watered
and began to cry

Many tears 
on streets below
to heal the earth
new life to grow
and though now grey
the sky above
when comes the rain
is one I love

Music doing its thing

Sometimes a quiet tune
playing softly satisfies
catches the mood and softens
quietly around ragged edges
calming me completely

But sometimes only loud fits
AirPod Pros resonate
with the volume north of eleven
it still catches and calms and glistens
calming me completely

Summer’s swansong II

On this September morning
sunshine greeted me again
and as this could be the summer's swansong
no one could lay the blame
if today instead of working
to the beach I went instead
to seize the opportunity
and by my heart be led

Sunglare shine

Sunglare shine on longshore drift
the rippled sand aglow
down here in early evening
as the sunshine sinks down low

Cool the lapping wavelets
from the brilliance of day
as barefoot here I wander
whilst around me seagulls play

I STRUGGLE TO WRITE IN CURSIVE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

A Simple
Thoughtless
And Automatic Act
When I Was Young
But Not Now
The Years
And Tears
Have Changed That

I am the beach

Days like today
may be short lived indeed
but they're part of my rhythm
and part of my creed
For I am the beach
and the beach is all me
as part of my essence
is to be by the sea

90 and rising

The temperature crept above ninety
so I thought 'that's enough for today'
and, grabbing a go-bag ready to go
to the beach again, made my own way

The breeze from the sea was most welcome
but it was still in the eighties down there
Though as this wasn't work and I had a cold beer
I wasn't too minded to care

Last rays

We've a bench out the front which will catch the last rays
of the sun as it sets in the west
and though the view we get there is not very good
the warmth of the sun is the best

So I'll sit there a while when the evenings draw in
and, north-facing, the garden's in shade
so pleased that we've kept our front garden bench
as with foresight best plans are made

September sun heat

September sun heat
no denial of fact
twenty-five degrees celsius
attesting to that
So it was back to the beach
to sit in the sun
at Saturday teatime
til evening was come

For the love of music

I've fallen in love with my music again
with my new Marshall BlueTooth speaker
it's revealing the nuance of tunes that I know
and making them sound so much sweeter

So long may this continue as I've thousands of albums
to listen to all over again
and fall back in love with the songs I know well
repeated in such sweet refrain

Writing at Night II

I've been up half the night
as sleep wouldn't come
so I took up my pen
til the morning begun

And wrote down the words
that this page now reveals
as when slumber resists
this writing, it heals

Then as the light grows
and the day takes a hold
I read back the lines
and the story I've told

Deep Blue

The deep blue of this summer sky
is quite enough for me
here in the field of seven trees
where Obi runs quite free
These really are our special times
this hour each week we spend
and, truth be told, for sanity
on this we both depend
For it is a solace, comfort too
to walk an hour here
at the evening of a weekend
to fill our hearts with cheer

Sunshine through the V

Caught in the early evening sunshine
through the seventh tree
shining down on this fine field
and captured in the vee

Idyllic are these walks we have
each weekend at this time
an perfect be it raining
or, on days like this, just fine

And the winking of the sunshine
as I caught its setting rays
encapsulates the pleasure
we both get upon these days

To be free

The sheep in the meadow got closer and closer
as I watched them and daydreamed away
and every so often they'd give me a glance
here at the end of a day

It was a good daydream as daydreams they go
and it filled me with feelings of calm
as the sheep in the meadow meandered their way
towards me on this Sussex farm

Seagull show

I had a private airshow
on the beach the other day
with seagulls showing their prowess
in many different ways

They swooped there and they hovered
diving from up high
then climbing up into the blue
of this late summer sky

I whooped and I applauded
for it was a special show
lasting a few minutes
before off they all did go

Forever eighty-seven

Happy Birthday my Mother
you'd have been ninety today
but forever instead
eighty-seven you'll stay

The time of your passing
though sad was still right
but I still shed a tear
on occasion at night

But on fifth of September
remembering clear
I see that you're smiling
so Happy Birthday, my dear

Many times the beach

Yes I know that I've written
many times here before
of this place on the beach
and I suspect there'll be more
but I make no apologies
for that fact here
as this place is a haven
and always brings cheer

A beach full of shingle
beside the blue sea
a most English of channel
and perfect for me
Long days have I spent here
in the summer sun
and many more will I still
until I am done

Friday the third

No other reason
than Friday the third
for writing this verse
which might seem absurd
but then inspiration
will seldom conform
and will on occasion
stray from the norm
And this is the latter
with lines droll and witty
for Friday the third
and this little ditty

Beach bliss

I'm on the beach again
surprising I'd say
as it's lovely down here
on this fine summer day
and although it's a weekday
you'd have thought that some might
venture down to the beach
to enjoy the sunlight

One I

1 of 12 in the Jemverse ’12 months V’ series

One for the first day
now of September
but it's still summer here
something to remember