Posts tagged ‘poets corner’

January 20, 2022

January’s iron heart

by Jem Croucher
Holding court o'er frosted mornings
as winter does its thing
and January light holds frail
whilst jesters feebly sing
the promise of a warmer clime
is vacant here and scarce
visible the absence from
the heart of one who cares
Yet still with hope resilient
resolve gains gradual muster
as subtle signs of coming Spring
break through the chill lacklustre

January 19, 2022

Too cold in the field

by Jem Croucher
Too cold in the field
in the rain yesterday
as my legs are quite short
in a small canine way
alright for my humans
in warm coats and hats
but a different thing
for small furry chaps
so we didn't stay long
just a short trot around
for a sniff and a wee
on the water-logged ground

January 18, 2022

What I Know About Women – Monorhyme Poetry Challenge

by Joel Kravitz

AAFE idiot husbands

What I Know About Women…I Learned From You…all the women I have been lucky enough to know

Back when I was immature (last week)
And had urges to suppress,
I wanted to be a ladies man
And at times I would obsess.

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January 18, 2022

A kindness

by Jem Croucher
It's not being selfish as sometimes you need
a kindness extended to self
a pampering here
for a top up of cheer
all to keep you in perfect health

And it's not just your body but your mind of course too
that needs looking after each day
mental health care
to keep you aware
and help you along on your way

January 17, 2022

Sunset in symmetry

by Jem Croucher
Sunset in full symmetry
over Shoreham yesterday
as we drive back down from Lewes
heading homeward on our way
Golden beams across the sea
from sunshine in the cloud
made for a special moment
and announcement there aloud

January 15, 2022

The Evolution of A Relationship From Infatuation to Flatulation

by Joel Kravitz

fart joke

I saw this cartoon on Facebook and, like The Bard of Avon, I cannot resist a taking a shot at a fart joke with these eight lines and a limerick

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January 15, 2022

Delight

by Jem Croucher
Bleak this green into the grey
a salt-laced winter wind
from a prevailing westerly
full in the face that grinned
and shivering at the whitened shore
to far horizon seen
the figure hunched to winter cold
knows full where he has been

January 14, 2022

A spirit freed

by Jem Croucher
The mystery of what's beyond
the gate across this winter field
keeps me guessing in the rain
that winter brings to Sussex Weald

I can see I think a mound of earth
and a house bathed deep in mist
behind the barren trees devoid
of green the spring and summer kissed

And part of me longs there to tread
exploring paths to whence they lead
for this the gift on me bestowed
to celebrate a spirit freed

January 12, 2022

HAIKU: LET THE TRUTH BE TOLD

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Must we live with hate

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January 12, 2022

Still too cold in the winter

by Jem Croucher

Concluding the Jemverse Winter 22 series ‘Brittle Days’ [10 of 10]

Neglected in winter
gets quite overgrown
Too cold to sit out there
grass stays unmown
Trees shed their leaves
and they fall to the ground
and because I’m not out there
they just lie around
And I know that I should
and one day I will
Just not today thank you
‘Cos I can’t stand the chill

January 11, 2022

Back to January’s Shivering Smile

by Jem Croucher

9 of 10 in the Jemverse Winter 22 series ‘Brittle Days’

Tangible this winter chill
In January’s raw intent
As beneath these spectred morning veils
the silent mist is sent

Intrusive to beleaguered calm
Whispers like a shout
I’m a stranger in an iron-clad still
with no one else about

Yet frigid though the air might be
January serves to bring
A shivering smile through chattering teeth
that it will soon be Spring

January 10, 2022

Thinking of summer when cold (reprise)

by Jem Croucher

8 of 10 in the Jemverse Winter 22 series ‘Brittle Days’

When it’s cold in the winter
I will look to the sun
and think back to the summer
as I have always done
Back to the days
of whimsy and breeze
when a cool wisp is welcome
rustling quiet through the leaves

January 9, 2022

Adur valley beauty revisited

by Jem Croucher

7 of 10 in the Jemverse Winter 22 series ‘Brittle Days’

Today the river mirrors
The pale blue of the sky
As whitened Sussex fields
In frosted splendour lie

Lancing college chapel
Proud as always on the hill
Overlooks the Adur valley
Quiet and beautifully still

And as I gaze upon this vista
Briefly from the train
I am reminded that I live here
And a smile returns again

January 8, 2022

A cheery thought revisited

by Jem Croucher

6 of 10 in the Jemverse Winter 22 series ‘Brittle Days’

In the depths of winter howling winds
And nasty pouring rain
My thoughts turn to the summer
And to warmer days again

It is good to have a cheery thought
When you’re shivering in the cold
For summer keeps you younger
Whilst the winter makes you old

Winter chills are wearing. They are
dour and pretty grim
But the merest thought of summer
Never fails to bring a grin

January 7, 2022

Like a whisper…again

by Jem Croucher

5 of 10 in the Jemverse winter 22 series ‘Brittle Days’

Icing sugar on the road
a dusting overnight
the sun glow in the eastern sky
still a glorious sight

Cold there is no doubt of that
minus six and falling
but the crystal air is lovely
on this chilly winter morning

January 6, 2022

Back to wonderment

by Jem Croucher

4 of 10 in the Jemverse Winter 22 series ‘Brittle Days’

Cloudy breath and crystal-coated
Water pools beneath my feet
Jumpers, hats and scarves and gloves
And other things keep in the heat

Marvelling at this white-clad wonder
Sunglare glinting through the trees
Everywhere a special moment
Captured by this winter freeze

January 5, 2022

Cold again

by Jem Croucher

3 of 10 in the Jemverse Winter 22 series ‘Brittle Days’

Long shadows on a blanket, white
Laid silent from a still, clear night
Harsh lying in the morning light
Cold against my brow

Iced fingers on a shimmering morn
Crystals on the covered lawn
Stark reminder, chilling born
The winter with me now

January 4, 2022

White…again

by Jem Croucher

2 of 10 in the Jemverse Winter 22 series ‘Brittle Days’

In white there’s essence of the new
January starts the year afresh
As we from hibernation
awaken from our winter rest

In white there’s hope and promise
Galanthus for a New Year’s day
Echoed in these few short lines
Capture all I have to say

January 4, 2022

A Not Gender Specific Time Management Limerick 1.1

by Joel Kravitz

Time Mgmnt Gender Gap

Regardless of how aggravating and infuriating this is

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January 3, 2022

Back to first frost

by Jem Croucher

1 of 10 in the Jemverse Winter 22 series ‘Brittle Days’

Sunshine like water, diluted and pale
Greets me on this cold winter’s day
Bereft of its warmth, there’s a sadness there
Its exuberance fading away

Yet in the long shadows of the first morning frost
Its magic remains in clear view
A glistening white vista across Sussex fields
Ice diamonds replace summer dew

January 2, 2022

Youth rekindled

by Jem Croucher
Something I have longed for 
since nineteen seventy-seven
arrived on Christmas morning
with a little slice of heaven

My own Millennium Falcon
and an AT-AT for good measure
which after careful building
I can keep and always treasure

January 1, 2022

One V

by Jem Croucher

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

Emerging from long slumber
fresh, I breathe in the first day
and, calling aloud her name to the winds
claim this New Year's day for hope.
For here is positivity -
anticipatory emotion.
Yet, no insipidity here
as this is a cherished agency;
one that clings to the soul and sings
long and proud and true

December 31, 2021

Last day bussokuseki

by Jem Croucher
And so the last day
What philosophy inspires
to leave us with hope?
As the old fades to the new
and promise leaps to the fore
None, save a prayer for the bold

December 30, 2021

A Malignant Tumor

by Joel Kravitz

malignant tumor

The Malignant Cruelty of Donald Trump

A two-word combination that unleashes fear –
Words no one ever wants to hear.
As a diagnosis or metaphor,
Those two words say there’s pain and suffering in store.
When the metaphor describes a politician
Who would turn the White House into Perdition,
Seeking to harm Americans for personal gain
And destroy Democracy under his reign
With the authoritarian power he tried to seize….
It’s an understatement to say Trump is a disease

December 30, 2021

2021

by Jem Croucher
Just two days left of the year that has been
and I find myself drifting away
looking back to the past
with a bit of a blast
on twenty-one's last but one day

It's been one of pandemic but also of hope
triple boosted at its end as I am
I have exercised care
and am proud to share
I'm as healthy as I think I can

December 29, 2021

Free writing #1

by Jem Croucher
I had no words this morning
at least none written down
my poems book page empty
the one I carry round
but then it's been so busy
and the house is not our own
sharing it with offspring
now older and full grown

So much preoccupation
excitement, laughter, joy
and little time left over
for a poet to employ
the tools his craft lays open
to capture what life brings
though always left is memory
amongst those precious things

December 28, 2021

Drifting away

by Jem Croucher
Red Snapper Mojo floating
I'm here, relaxed and me
listening to the stereo
the perfect place to be

Life goes on around about
and I'm ok with that
as I am in my element
chilled out to be exact

December 27, 2021

If you could

by Jem Croucher
Went for a walk
on the beach by the sea
December winds blowing
but lovely to be
in this place that we love
close by where we live
which pleasure on pleasure
it will always give

For no matter the season
or time of year
we visit these shores
we always find cheer