Theresa Hartley-Mace

Theresa Hartley-Mace Oct 2020

Bamboo

It started as a tiny plant
Green and lush
And I placed it by the garden shed
It bloomed and grew
To a massive size
A lovely feast for my eyes
It’s bigger than the shed
That said
It may have gone crazy but it’s a beautiful sight!
And for me a treasure and a delight!

Theresa Hartley-Mace Oct 2020

A Sunday morning

Sunday morning
Up in the dark
Think I’ll take the dog for a walk
Hey ** what a dark, dull day!
Bark, bark what a cold day
When you say, hey!
Say, That you love me,
Your love,
Just seems to warm me
Hey hey hey could be a beautiful day
And we can walk the dark and cold away!

Inspired by the song “Sunday morning up with the lark, think I’ll take a walk in the park...... was it Cat Stephens or ?????

Oct 2020

Whiskurz

Sandcastles

"Daddy look at all the sandcastles"
"Aren't they all so grand?"
"Who could have known a king and his throne,
Could simply be made out of sand"

"Look at the beautiful towers"
"I wonder if a princess lives there"
"I'll bet she is kind, they're so hard to find,
With beautiful long flowing hair"

My daughter loved to go to the beach
She loved the sandcastles the best
But she didn't know her heart was too slow
And soon they would open her chest

It's funny sometimes how time can fly
It only seems like yesterday
There was a major complication with her operation
And my daughter has passed away

I still go to the beach from time to time
To see the sandcastles on display
I still close my eyes and part of me dies
Each time I hear her say

"Daddy look at all the sandcastles"
"Aren't they all so grand?"
"Who could have known a king and his throne,
Could simply be made out of sand"

Oct 2020

Whiskurz

The Final Mile

Though now I lay you down to sleep
I won't be sad, I will not weep
If the pain I feel shall never cease
The love we had will bring me peace

I'll count the memories day by day
Until I too shall pass away
Life's a vapour, a momentary mist
A distant echo the wind has kissed

You're the blessing that grew a smile
But now you walk your final mile
And though we pause the life we've known
Be not afraid, you're not alone

Tears were made to reflect the pain
The reflection fades, but not the stain
And though you're in a better place
This road is rough that I must face

You've heard the words by our dear Lord
"Child enter in to your reward"
So look for me, for in only a while
I too will walk my final mile

Oct 2020

Christopher Victor Russon

Word land.

I have found my little word land
My friends are poetic words
And they treat me very kindly
When my writing is Obserd .
There are no laws on paper
To say what's right or wrong
I just hope that sometime later
My words will all move on
Now my poet friends are skillfull
They never lay down any rules
I put my thoughts in writing
My pen is my only tool.
Who knows what will come later
Feel free to criticise
I'm happy in my word land
It's there were I reside.

A little abstract poem about words but mostly all of you who write them who I regard a friends.

Oct 2020

Cné

October

~
I am summer,
    and sunshine
        mixed with
the passion of
    autumn hurricane.
       I have the
             soul of a mermaid,
                 fierceness of a lioness,
                    heart of a hippie,
                  spirit of butterflies,
              and a mouth
           I can’t always control.
        I slay, I pray
    I dream
of possibilities
      and not the
             probability.
                Call me crazy but
            I believe wishes
    come true with the
         click of my fingers
             and the flicker
               of my tongue.
         I am bold;
a woman
       in control,
          unashamed as
                a sinful angel.
                        I am Libra.
~

Happy Birthday month to all my fellow Libra friends

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