"A moment's view
from a tranquil window pew"

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

"When we danced around the MayPole
the ribbons crossed the soul"

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

No Burning Coal
Just cuts on the sole,
of a foot,
that did not protect,
the path it took

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

"At the bottom of the box
is sharp glass not rocks"

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

The feelings that spark,
sometimes electrocute a heart
Shocked back,
into a rhythm to start

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Venue
Make
Devise
Flexibility
Close to home
Breakfast, dinner and, lunch
free to roam,
a Countryside setting
that you choose,
not one just tied to the,
static bookable blues
Timings and, arrangements,
that suit you
No need to take dinner,
in the restaurant view,
If you don't want too
Eating all,
taking up three,
on the menu call,
sometimes is pushed through,
perhaps just one or two,
will see your process through
Arrive for dinner choose to dine,
perhaps room service,
your choice is prime
A spa may not be on-site all the time
Spa and, Massage in the community,
day and, evening bookings,
are there for he or she
There are Salons and, Spas,
not just Supermarkets and, bars
Bespoke,
but not inflexible,
Is there to fulfill,
away from the drill


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Upon the bark,
cracks were open,
and, absorbed,
all passing depart
Crumbling cracked wood,
each piece retaining,
a woodland wild moon,
Theatre performances,
theatre of history, people,
love and, peace
Remaining auras,
that have floated through,
and, surrounds,
the crumbly,
cracking wood too
Sitting on tree bark,
It's telling you,
the wood beneath you,
hears and, feels,
while painting,
and, reviewing
natural art,
kept sealed in layers,
of the tree bark


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Waking when,
the morning comes
Eyes open
When do you look,
at the sky,
and, think to yourself,
oh my
Another day
A simple task
Sit for a moment
and, admire
not just a glance

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

They want,
to say something,
to you
Makaton
Language
Signs
Speech
Symbols
Communicate
Development­al support
Self expression,
is at the top of the report

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Golden delight
When the sun,
shines so bright

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Life at a solitary place,
at our own pace,
with your engagements,
when you choose to grace
A woman is made,
up of many things,
that deals with,
anything life brings
The satisfaction comes,
when the book review,
still has stories,
that need to be added too,
but reading the chapters so far
Solitary and, the engagement spa
The main body was,
open to both,
Thus far
The Board of Trustees,
has one Chair
Understanding group dynamics,
is fair
It took many years,
to get there
As along the way,
team play was not undertaken,
in a professional way
Some Chairs,
take on additional roles.
without clear understanding,
provided of the,
Governing document goals
Agenda set
Committee meetings met,
back to Solitary autonomy set


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Green grass,
and, nature begins
Growth rebirth
Violet opening,
suffering coping
Truth love,
and, passion
Opalescent
Lots of colours present
Just after 1880 resident,
Amber and, Green
Early 1900s
It would seem
Symbol of change,
and, eternity range
You can see through glass
Smaller the pieces,
more cutting skill releases

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Pearls washed ashore
Their beauty was more,
than demure
Reserved,
but not made,
of unnerve

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

"Spinning in water
like a Mermaids daughter"

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

As the floorboards creaked,
souls shrieked,
but the mind was tweaked

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

"Heads will fall
when we enter the ball"

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

"The end of a write
what do you light"

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

"Twilight fell into sight"

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Green Pastures lay
Look into the distance
Recompense was,
over the fence

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Apples from your garden tree,
could make an apple pie or three,
just give a bag,
full of apple glad
Volunteer for a food Charity
I would much prefer,
to spend Christmas Day,
helping the homeless with lunch,
and, interaction,
that is satisfaction
Do you have an oven at home,
that sits not used,
during the week,
left alone
Bake some cakes,
a casserole with dumplings,
not like boulder lumpkins
What is your skill,
make something for someone,
who may not be able to fulfill,
through no fault of their own
Life will grace us all,
with thunderstorms,
and, lighting *****

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Stately you can't always rate,
as the rankings won't take,
the full weight,
of knowledge,
that will blow up any debate
Wish you had been late

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

We hopped aboard,
and, said oh Lord,
we are thankful to you
Through and, through
So mote it be
Our love for you

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

"Watch the gold jump out of the mould"

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

"Fairy child meek or wild"

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

"Vintage Chic
maintained its peak"


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

"Divine capsule
remember to refill"

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

"The language of flowers
speaks for hours"

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

"You tried to eat my soul
but I was in control"

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

When you turn back
and, look,
make sure,
you did your best,
to complete the book

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

When all the breeze is gone,
will you still cover me,
in doing no wrong
Will you see the good that stood
Are we to be remembered,
as we should
That won't matter,
as we will have,
a different scatter
Mother Nature will find me
nestled among shrubbery
Curled up in Willow,
cuddling me,
like a pillow
A carpet of grass,
to lay my head,
when I am flying to fast
and, must rest,
with hopefully the blessed,
but until then,
wrong or right
Is for your thoughts,
and, insight
I will still continue,
to fly my kite

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

I see what you mean
I do see what you mean
It is all a dream,
but the clock hands,
crossed a Demarcation line,
in time

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

The Gold vase stood,
facing the window vista
Looking onto a street,
filled with darkness,
of lights that peak
Lights of the cars,
up and, down
taking up the,
street perimeter,
all around
Ambrosial treater
Pleasing worthy,
and, divine
The view from,
a window seat,
at that moment,
was all mine
While I sat to eat,
feeling a little bliss,
but a writer can't help,
taking in that writing drift,
when any kind of view,
is in front of you

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Wildflowers
Nature releases them,
throughout the year,
because nature,
wants them there
Beauty and, resilience,
does not always,
need to be planned
Let it take a course,
and, make the entrance,
while being a sustainable resource

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Feel the breath,
hit your shoulder,
with a gentle wisp,
touched the spine
Set the whole body,
into align


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

When it rains outside,
put your feet up and, glide
down each letter
Slippery,
but that feels better


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Beautifully alight
Far in a corner,
of the room
Single chair
Just for one
Woven fabrics
Patchwork fun
Antique writer,
gives the chair
historic clippings,
of threads that,
are there
Poetry scissors
Whetstone sat,
next to the chair,
ready to snip,
each Poetry,
requisite

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Jump on a Wagon
Don't use a carpet today
The old ways fit better,
into nature's way

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Upon the path,
you will hear the draught
Put it to bed,
with a paperweight instead

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Being alone can never,
turn you to stone
London Stock brick
Masonry fixed it
Medieval Stonemason,
combined all the roles,
into one relation
Architect, Builder,
Craftsman, Designer,
and, Engineer
The Craft,
that even a Paving,
Stone Splitter,
cannot cast

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

"Step across Toadstools
you may find a road full of Yule"

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

"Nature's spiritual one
embraces everyone"

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

The shades of green,
could fill a ravine
Turquoise Teal
Chartreuse
Lime and, forest green
English Hunters,
camouflage,
19th century montage
Olive drab made a grab,
took precedence,
Military uniforms residence
Kelly rolling behind,
rocks that gleam
Cyan Invoking images,
of crystal clear water
All beauty part,
of nature's daughter

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Spares how many years,
are feelings,
made to feel worn
Like a tyre puncture torn
Unctuous,
obviously insincere
Definitely Sincerity,
was without a care


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Each flower petal,
will never settle
Delicately renewed,
with nature that is proved

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

History
Annalist
Chronicler,
period of mystery
Originally,
Poetic styling
Storytellers,
acted as historians,
in the priming
Memorising,
their stories,
more easily,
dating back,
to around 1000 B.C.
The earliest was Shaman
and, Cavemen picture stories
Rock Cavers,
used picture - stories,
to provide writing glories


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

The way is made,
not grayed
Jade is layed
Look after it like suede
Surrounded by shade
Stand as a kin-caid
Celtic battle leader made


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

"Watch a writer's block pop"

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Give your palm
Unravel the charm
Acupuncturist,
states Hindu roots adrift,
Sanskrit and, jyotish
Chinese Yijing
Tibet, Egypt, and, Persia,
finger tapping hand
Roma teller,
Fair dweller
Anaxagoras in Greece
Aristotle receives peace
Renaissance magical,
Chiromancy
Forbidden arts suppressed,
classed as divination mess
Chirological Society advances,
the art of Palmistry,
Charlatans stopped from,
abusing the art,
stealing from he or she
American Chirological Society,
up and, running for Palmistry
Modern times,
Irish rhymes,
Gurus as teaches,
in Indian climes
London practice,
has touched many,
with accurist  
Characters not a myth

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Back turned
Shoulder burned
Hand upon a carcass
Voltage high
Always ability,
to feel the emotions,
rocketing around that fly
Physical symptoms of others,
as if they were your own
Empath    
Sensitivity feel and, absorb,
emotions in the air,
like a sword


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney