A beautiful sunrise
A beautiful sunrise in the morning
As the day is dawning
Red sky in the morning
‘Shepherds warning ‘
So they say
But what a beautiful day?
So I say
That red sky
Is like fire!
With passion and desire
It depicts a beautiful scene
So pretty, so serene!

Tomorrow is another day
Another year
We would say
It would appear
New Year’s Day

Another year is born
The old year gone
Not forgot and not forelawn
And now its done!

We can’t go back
But onward forward
Down the track
Away and off ward

A New year is blooming
Time is just zooming
To a bright new year
And now it’s here!
It would appear!

A cell
It splits
It grows
into a life
Who knows
Depends
On
What life
It will be
An animal or species or
A human like you and me!

It’s now morning but it’s more like night
The day is not even dawning
And that’s not quite right
The sky is filled with sleet and snow
Will it stick we just don’t know
But it’s cold and it’s damp
My bed and my blanket
Are inviting me to stay
But I can’t really spend just the whole day
Cuddled up in the warm
Perhaps a few hours until I’m in form
And ready to face leaving my dorm
To The cold damp and forlorn
Wintery weather on this week day morn!

One persons art
Might strike up the heart
But another piece may not

Everyone is different
In what they perceive
In what they see
In what they believe

A masterpiece
May be a feast for the eyes
But don’t be surprised

Everyone is different
In what they perceive
In what they see
In what they believe

A picture to you
Might be quite new
But could be quite old

Everyone is different
In what they perceive
In what they see
In what they believe!

He flew in out of the hot, hot sun
All tethered and worn
to sit upon the white cool wall
From evening until dawn
he slept there for a day
A beautiful moth was he
in the morning there he lay
so peacefully and still upon the floor
it looked like he had passed away
his life drained all in awe
but there was but a bit of life left
comfortable he was made
until  his life began to fade
and then he had gone
He and nature are now as one!

The ageing process is happening to me,
The wrinkles are coming
So I can see,
Everything is heading south!
Including my eyes, nose and mouth,
The double chin,
Well that could do with a pin!
The belly needs a tuck,
Or even a lipo ****!
But it’s the aches and pains,
The varicose veins ,
Thank fully I’ve Not got yet,
I sweat!
I need more sleep!
Or I’m in a heap,
I’m always tired
My brain is becoming unwired!
At times!

I pray the day I rise up from the dead
In my glory I stand
Tiara Upon my head
And with a pen in my hand

I’ve never been able to sing and play
No good having a guitar of mine
From coming into to life and my dying day
Poetry has been my line

So ready for the end
To writing poetry and prose I send
And all the poems I’ve penned
For the angels my poems I lend!

A tree is alive Living a life
Do they feel pain and strife?

A tree can out live us all
Until they die or fall

A tree may have feelings
So give them a hug

Talk to your tree
Then you might see

The tree is growing bigger
And more beautiful
Happier
More fruitful

A tree is a living creature
It grows
It knows
But can it see?

All about me

It’s all about me
I used to live by the sea
But I miss it now you see

I miss the sound of the waves
Crashing against the rocks
I miss the kiss of the sunshine
Shining down on me

I miss the sand between my toes and a paddle in the sea
I miss the peace and quiet
And all that it could be

I miss the little stream
Trickling over the pebbles and rocks
I miss the sound of seagulls
Even in their flocks

I miss the wind blowing through my hair
Whilst walking on the beach
I miss the white horses but they are out of reach!

Always grim
In pain
Won’t take your pills
Migraine
Other pains
You say you don’t want to be here !
What can I do but comfort you?
Always grim?
What can I do, When I love someone like you?
You’re stubborn you won’t accept help!
You’re grumpy and your mind is set!
But bless none the less you’ve got a good soul and heart!

The water is warm and bubbly
I feel the Jets of air hit upon my skin
So gently rippling as they go
Massaging my skin and every part of me
With drops of rain falling down on me
The air is cool as I sink down into the warmth of the hot tub warming my bones
And I’m in throws of relaxation and pure elation! It may be raining out there but do I really care?

Love one another
Friend foe and lover
Compromise and Meet half way
Hopefully you’ll see another day
Pray For those who go astray
Help Those who have misfortune
Listen To those who are low
guide those who don’t know which way to go
Feed those who are hungry
The list is endless
Just think what you can do
Help those in need
Is all that we can do
To make a better me and make a better you
And the world will be a better place!

It’s an eerie weary night
and the stars are shining bright!
The air is cool as a rule, quite right it’s a winter night! And as I wander through the stones on the ground with a crunching sound there’s an eerie feeling all around! It’s so quiet, and everything is still all asleep as they be, as they will! Time to imagine what’s out there, yes I think and yes I care! Interesting of what and whom in this world we share! Yes I do wonder, What is out there? Out yonder! On an eerie night!

Sunday morning
And the day is now dawning
Up in the snow with Moose
It’s dark and cold out there
And I surely know
The pavement is slippery
So I walk on the grass
Wondering if we should turn around and go back
But alas
We went to the field
And had a lovely big run
Moose’s best friend was there
And they sure did have some fun
They ran and ran playing chase
Having fun having a jump and a hop
Then we were off to the shop
To get a paper for my man
Back home for a cup of hot milk and a gammon and mustard sandwich
And Back to bed while I can!

Waiting
Waiting for that call
That you don’t really want
But you have to
When it’s someone you believe in
Someone you need to support
When a friend has been controlled
Bashed and beaten for years
Behind closed doors
No one was aware least me
They were a nice person outside
Social psychopath
And now its time
To give a statement
Anxiously waiting
And that’s  just the beginning!
And how it will go
I really don’t know!

Anybody
bebody
debody
embody
forebody
nobody
orebody
rebody
Somebody

Another world
Another place
Another time
I’d have pictures of Monet on my wall
A massive room where I can dance
I’d have it all!
I’d have a ball,
I’d stand tall!

I feel the presence
Of a spiritual being
Maybe an angel
Is that what I’m seeking

A smell of perfume
And a gentle gust of cold air
Standing up are goosebumps and
On my arms, my hair

I know he or she means no harm
May be someone close to me
Because I feel so calm
Who or what could it be?

The poppy seeds are ready
And steady
To plant
And want
To grow
I know
Maybe slow
But
Are afoot
On their way
To live
And give
Such pleasure
A pretty poppy
To see
For you and for me!

A problem
Shared
is a problem
halved
Problems
to solve
problems
evolve
problems get solved
problems can come
problems can go
Share your problem
It helps, I know!

A Bacardi and coke
Not so bespoke
But nice with ice
I really wanted a
*** and black
Now that, I could hack
Twice as nice
Again with ice
I barely ever drink
But here’s what I think
I couldn’t sleep
I needed a treat
It fit the crave
So here’s a wave
I’m off to sleep!

Perfect peace
Don’t let it cease
Silence is golden
Only to beholden
Time to relax
Time to unwind
Time to snooze
Without the *****!

Art
Comes from the heart
That’s the beauty of art it
Comes in forms and features
From anything even creatures
Comes is writing
Helps with the lighting
Comes in pictures
Some famous some are riches
Comes in pics
Quite a mix
Comes in painting
Gets a rating
Comes in form
There’s no norm
Comes in places
Comes in faces
Comes in time
Comes in a glass of wine
Art
Is from the heart!

As a child
I thought there were tigers under my bed
Ghosties round the room
A dragon at the window
A puppy on my head

We used to walk to the twiggery
and bring my mum a gift
we had a duck with ducklings follow us
And a water rat, oh drat

My mum sent us
to take them all right back
We put the cat in the pram
and caught a dragon fly

mum couldn't cope with it
so she took Prince ******, aye
especially school holidays
my poor mum she did sigh!

In an anxious world
Stop and Try take a deep breath
as you count to ten
Block those anxious thoughts from your mind
Say the words calm, relax, and peace
Take time out and rest
Go somewhere quiet and somewhere safe
Get comfortable in a place
Take slow deep breathes and calm
Close your eyes and rest your arms
Look inside your eyes and see colours or just black velvety
This anxiety you will crack
Just don’t worry you’ll come back
Relax and rest it’s not a test
Take your imagination to a nice safe place
A beautiful beach with soft white sand and the sun shining through with a gentle breeze or a gorgeous garden where it’s always warm and sunny where you can smell the roses and the beautiful flowers where you can sit on a bench and relax for hours
Or a forest full of beautiful trees and the sunlight shining through
Whatever you want
You just do!
Visualise and take time to enjoy
Make this your safe place
When there’s trouble
You have to face
Do it with grace !
Get yourself to your safe place!
Close your eyes
Hypnotise!

A sandwich of delight!
You take a bite
And move it around your mouth  and chew
And as the butter,  the ham and the soft seeded bread hits your senses,
A whirlwind of texture,
A taste of delecture,
And then you swallow
and it is gone,
Ok I’ll just have another one!

As Betjemen says,
"Poetry is the oil of life!"
A poem can be put across in many ways,
From stanza, prose and even sonnets,
It can depict most anything!
From simple verse to a song to sing,
Poetry gives pleasure to those who read
It gives out messages, yes indeed,
To those who wish to look that deep,
Some can even make you weep!

The snow comes down in delightful pretty snow flakes
A visual pleasure it makes
And visually digesting the view
With beautiful music playing
To cerebrally amaze the neurones in the brain
Wielding the warmth of the open log fire
Would be many a persons desire
Taking in the exuberant beauty that is seen, heard and felt
It Can make your heart melt
And gets the senses to light up a fire
And enjoy it all, in a heartfelt desire.

Poetry
Flowetry flow
Knowetry  know
Goetry go
Just wordetry words

Just words
In an etry way

A single pebble
sitting there
all alone
without a care
big and beautiful
bold and bright
left by the sea
as nature might!

You came into this world
After many long hours of labour
A beautiful little face
Looking up at me
What you saw first was me
Your granny
You cried a healthy cry
Telling us you are alive
And the first thing you heard was me
Your granny!
I’d seen babies born before
But this baby
I surely do adore!
Because I am your granny!

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!

At nineteen I remember my dad saying to me as I got out of the wedding car,
You’re too young you really are,
Don’t do this!
But I thought it had gone too far!
At the alter I laughed
No one knew why
Except me
I just wanted to run, to flee
I should have done
But the church was full
And I couldn’t do it
The embarrassment threw it!
So I married him!
A big mistake
But I got two wonderful children and grand daughters out of the deal or ordeal
As I believe and really feel!

J’aime l’arbre Dans la rue
I love the tree in the street
It’s a weeping willow
And it’s very sweet
It’s leaves are so green
It’s Branches hang
And what I mean
The willow sang
It’s a weeping willow!
j’aime l’arbre Dans la rue

At the Christmas market
And on a stall
We met a beautiful lady
But sadly that’s not all

Her sadness overflowed
Affected by the war
Her family still over there
And Her distress she did share

We bought some things for the Christmas tree
We gave her a big hug and kiss
And said we would pray for her
And her family of whom she miss

So God please help her and all her family
Protect them as they go
Help all those poor people
Burdened with the war

A visit from celestial beings

I feel the soft cool Egyptian cotton sheet against my skin
As it slowly slides off my body like the trickle of water sliding down a Rose
Soft and gentle stroking my skin
My silk gown Is floating
And the orchestra played
A crescendo of beautiful music
The ultimate of course
As I ascend and levitate in the
Bouquet of night
With night flies at the window
And fairy wings flying
And as the dream comes to close
I descend slowly and gently
Onto the Egyptian cotton sheet
And turn over into a deeper deep sleep!

Avon
I’ve been bathing in Avon
With bubbles and creams
A lovely haven
My best dreams
Lavender and cocoa butter
To smoothie out my skin
I have soaked outside to within
I’m so relaxed now without the gin!

Feel the skin you’re in
Against the seat you’re sat
And the air around
With your hand you pat
Hear the sounds around
Or the silent hum
Be aware of your being
And your presence in!

A white feather

I was always told,
A white feather was a loved one lost,
I would therefore treasure that feather,
At all cost!

A beautiful white feather floated down
to the ground
Means there’s a spirit somewhere around
It came from an angel I do believe

It’s beautifully fluffy and white
But there were no birds around tonight
I picked it up, it was soft and light
I will keep it, it’s only right!