I know little to ease
On names of trees
Nor much on a variety of flowers
But whenever i wander through
Alexandra Park, so true
I am lost in it's beauty, for hours

An artists full palette
A tapestry of colours set
With a myriad of beautiful hues
The birds, and the bees
And the broad slender trees
And the sky, is an azure blue

This beautiful park light
Is a wonderful sight
I could wander, and dream for hours
With my butterfly wings
And an heart, that now sings
Whilst admiring the colourful flowers

As the moonlight shines bright
On this now, ethereal sight
With softly , silhouetted trees
I could skip through the park
What a wonderful lark
As an aeolian song, purrs in the breeze

by Jemia

Imaginary
A flower that never fades
Always beautiful

by Jemia

There you go mankind
If you can't
Beat it
Or eat it
Chop it down
Or poison it
Lets have an ****
Of massive destruction
Guns, and bombs
More toxins
And **** in loads of plastics....
"It's already been done!"
"Global what?"
"What warming?"
"I'm ****** freezing!"

by Jemia

The Earth sighs
At an unwritten silence
As the sun
Is eclipsed
Shadows fall
During a momentary moment
Of the false twilight
Nature stands still
Creatures fall silent
As if struck mute
At this strange eerie magic
And for a few minutes
Appear frozen
Like statues
Whilst the whole of humanity
Watches in awe
As the sun
Is now caught in the shade
Apart from a circle
Of golden light
Around the jet black ball
Of the moon
The twilight gradually evaporates
Under the looming
Crescent sun
Which grows
As it returns
From its dark sojourn
And once more
Casts its golden light
Upon this fading
Green Earth

by Jemia

A flattering butterfly
Fluttered close on by
Asked me, as it flapped, and flew
"Where are your wings?"
"I wish i knew!"
"But when they grow
I'll let you know"
"And we can fly together
Over the meadows so"

by Jemia

If you go down
To the Bluebell woods today
You'll hardly believe your eyes
If you go down
To the Bluebell woods today
You're sure of a big surprise
For Jemia
The readily bare bear
Who loves her honey mead
And copper red hair
Today's the day
That ready bares
Love a piquenic!

by Jemia

Ma Chérie!

I somehow resisted
Purchasing Camembert
As she tried to ****** me
Whilst i was standing there

Her wit, and charm
And divine perfume
Enchanted me so
There was little to assume

I envisaged her melting
Succulently onto my tongue
Which was by now
Hanging out long

She was oh so beautiful
And such a seductive queen
Yet as i walked on by
I could almost hear her scream

"Take me home
Ma cherie"
And delight in the taste
"Of Camembert, not Brie!"

That moment
Haunts me still
But this coming Thursday
Bring her home, i will!!!

by Jemia