Posts tagged ‘verse’

February 22, 2017


by Jem Croucher


Descending down to Kingston
the Drovers path was steep
So we all walked slow together
like a little herd of sheep

February 21, 2017

The flower tree

by Jem Croucher


Overlooking Falmer
we found a flower tree
High on top of Sussex Hill
quite unexpectedly

February 20, 2017

Shadow Play

by Jem Croucher


It followed me from Brighton
up to the South Downs Way
staying well behind me
but close enough, I’d say
I know that it was with me
though when e’er I turned around
it always made itself quite scarce
as no trace of it I found

February 19, 2017

A long walk to the pub

by Jem Croucher


We went on a long walk to Lewes
Along the old Drovers way
Following the ancient Trail of Juggs
on a wonderful sunny day

February 17, 2017

Afternoon delight

by Jem Croucher


Stained glass caught it streaming through
Late afternoon delight
The warmth, the sudden comfort
of this winter pale sunlight

February 16, 2017

The Winter Word

by Jem Croucher


If I were a penguin
I’m sure I’d think it nice
when all was cold around me
and the ground was thick with ice

February 15, 2017

Brighton for Brunch

by Jem Croucher


To Brighton for brunch on a Sunday
egg muffins and hot cups of tea
Meeting some Crouchers who now live close by
Holly, Grace, Sally and Lee

August 11, 2016

Creative Differences

by Judy E Martin

I am jealous of those that are crafty

They make something out of nothing at all

I am hopeless at painting

In fact, I can’t even draw!

So many times I’ve been scuppered

By my lack of artistic prowess

February 10, 2016

As ink lies to paper

by Jem Croucher


My heart on my sleeve
but most times my hand
pouring words onto paper
for posterity and
a memory to capture
one day at a time
recalled in a moment
in verse or a rhyme

September 23, 2015


by Dorinda Duclos

Verses sing, sweet poetry

Penned in perfect symmetry

August 18, 2015


by Jem Croucher


Deep in the silence
of a warm summer night
I encountered a thought
and held on to it tight

With lucidity
born of an erudite mind
It was something quite special
for me to find

May 26, 2015


by Jem Croucher


May’s almost passed
will soon be June
Midsummer’s day
will be here soon
My month of birth
a summer’s child
in fifty-nine
the sunshine smiled

August 5, 2014


by Venkat

each feeling, a fruit
with a seed hidden

each feeling, a clay
eager to be shaped