Something II

This morning up there very high
I saw something that caught my eye
Contrails streaked across the sky
White against the blue

Firepit

Flames in the firepit
as evening draws in
and I’m out as the sun dies away
The crack from the wood
is a comfort and good
here at the end of the day

Dalit week VII (Saturday)

7 of 7

And so to Saturday the end
of these few days of Dalit verse
Poetic mechanism new
for your experimentation

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Dalit week VI (Friday)

6 of 7

Hoorah it’s Friday here at last
Work will complete as lunchtime comes
And Friday’s field awaits us there
For joy to watch the dog run free

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Dalit week V (Thursday)

5 of 7

Those words for me were a bit deep
for yesterday when midweek came
So mellowing to Thursday now
today’s Dalit returns to form

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Dalit week IV (Wednesday)

4 of 7

Midweek already, that went fast
No time for slowing down just yet
though as there remains much to do
and industry waits for no one

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Dalit week III (Tuesday)

3 of 7

Tuesday is better than Monday
As there are but for til Friday
When yet another weekend waits
Patiently biding time until

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Dalit week II (Monday)

2 of 7

Monday morning I’m up at dawn
The world still slumbers and yet I
am wide awake to industry
Aiming for a lunchtime finish

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Dalit week I (Sunday)

1 of 7

So begins a week of Dalit
This Filipino poetry
Each four lines of eight syllables
Yet none here with rhyming stanzas

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First XII

Concluding the Jemverse ’12 months III’ series [12 of 12]

Inevitably August time
when this month comes around
would see us looking forward
to a holiday we’d found
Somewhere hot and balmy
and usually on a ship
far across the ocean
for our destination trip

Embers II

Embers glowing
breezes blowing
caution throwing
here is youth

Embers glowing
clear the flowing
honest showing
not uncouth

Embers glowing
flicker going
I am knowing
this is truth

My blue seat

This seat out in the garden
like my neckerchief is blue
so I’ll often come and lie here
in the sunshine as you do
It’s perfect for my little legs
to lie on and relax
quite thoughtful of my humans
to provide for little chaps

The Lotty

The Lotty’s looking wild this year
we haven’t been there much
Lockdown saw to most of that
but we’ve still kept in touch

Emily’s been there more than us
and kept it in some shape
but living several miles away
it’s quite a trip to make

So long grass meadow is the norm
with wood chip in between
coupled with a lovely pond
the best we’ve ever seen

Sorted

Had a bit of a sort out
and found lots of things
some purchased at random
in one of those flings
Others forgotten
or just put away
on a whim and a fancy
on one rainy day

My hidden way

Took myself back round the Circle
starting with Mill Hill
heading to the chalky Slonk
my boots with joy to fill
Said hello to rabbits
and horses in the field
Took in long the valley view
across the Sussex Weald

Seemed appropriate

So I laid out in the sunshine
let my thoughts just drift away
Seemed appropriate to do this
on such a lovely day

The sunshine it was warming
and it was peaceful there
quietly in my garden
to relax without a care

It bordered on subliminal
exquisite and replete
a moment shared with no one
out in the summer heat

Another five days

I can rise when I like
but I’m up with the lark
as I want to see all of the day
For here are five more
for what lies in store
to do with as I like or I may

I may write a few words
over coffee at first
and then go and sit in the sun
Repot a plant
‘cos there’s nothing I can’t
do as I like til I’m done

Sweet Pea Vibrant

These sweet pea colours vibrant
fill our garden with their joy
their aim to please and satisfy
self-evident thieir ploy
Success, just like their name is sweet
with purples, reds and blue
this painting full of colour
we will never here eschew

That lavender time again V

Permeating everywhere
heaven’s scent again
that ‘lavender time’ is here once more
bring on that sweet refrain

An afternoon spent bagging it
that heady fragrance there
as I breathe in its loveliness
a thing beyond compare

And what is totally sublime
is that throughout the year
I simply have to squeeze a bag
to rekindle summer cheer

Words Waiting

I am an early hour
when the quiet of night
shouts loud
and a pen hovers
heavy over virgin sheets
with words waiting

An ode to summer (revisited)

10 of 10 in ‘The summer’ series  from Jemverse

Momentum carries me forward
into the heat of the day
for a warmth that summer belongs to
with feeling mere words cannot say
It’s the season I always long for
Its comfort a tangible thing
Its presence to hold and cling onto
for a smile and a reason to sing

Summer days (revisited)

9 of 10 in ‘The summer’ series from Jemverse

On the beach at low water
watching seagulls at play
the view here at Worthing
around the wide bay
of the coastline in Sussex
bathed in a blue
reflecting the sky
is a joy to eschew

Summer knows (revisited)

8 of 10 in ‘The summer’ series from Jemverse

Purple fields
fragrance high
sunshine bright
deep a sigh
Lavender
in perfect rows
ripe for harvest
summer knows

My summertime delight (revisited)

7 of 10 in ‘The summer’ series from Jemverse

It caught me by surprise today
so bright it made me squint
when throwing wide the curtains
through the window with a glint

Catching summer (revisited)

6 of 10 in ‘The summer’ series from Jemverse

In bright sunshine behind a wall
I took a snap and captured all
Summer caught in picture frame
The glare the warmth the sweet refrain
An echo on a silent breeze
The soft sunshine on naked knees

Summer grin (revisited)

5 of 10 in ‘The summer’ series from Jemverse

Summertime in sunglasses
the sun comes from within
‘cos deep behind the darkness
is my special summer grin

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Summer (revisited)

4 of 10 in ‘The summer’ series from Jemverse

Oaken tree tall, middle of field
Shading all from the sun’s heady yield
Shadow of evening, summer is here
Cobwebs have vanished, eyes are now clear
Long gone the cold that brought chill to the bone
Here now the sultriness smiling from home

Of summer (revisited)

3 of 10 in ‘The Summer’ series from Jemverse

Strong, fresh cold winds
blow through me
like I’m a shadow
Yet, in my mind’s eye
I am summer
and translucent