When you sit
and, talk to a writer,
they are listening,
and hearing,
but taking in
everything else,
in view,
surrounding you,
but still hearing
what you whispered,
that was true


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

They said there was a race,
with adventure taking place,
but you must do your shoe lace,
in order to race
I'll just where ruining shoes,
that there is no laces to use,
my adventure,
will leave me enough time,
not to lose,
or end up with,
a foot bruise


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Jump up
Sit down
Stand up
Move around
Make sure,
your feet,
walk on solid,
ground,
hear the,
Sound

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Fly little butterfly
Escape the cocoon,
watch out,
you are touching,
the moon
Silvery blue,
resonates,
rare you


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Don't run
Breathe,
in and, out
Let rays,
of sun,
fill you,
as they come,
feeling warm
from head to toe,
creating your,
outward glow


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

When you do those jobs,
that means you care,
24hrs day
With tenacity inbuilt,
as thick as a quilt,
life saving is part,
of daily life,
rewarding patient care,
is beautiful, and fair,
fills you inside with contentment,
and, lots of cheer
That can only be described,
as jubilation,
far out waying,
any emancipation,
giving a gift,
letting you be part,
of a life,
that is not myth
Reality right in front,
of your eyes,
causing your,
compassion inside,
to fully lift,
letting you know,
you are also a gift,
so reality is undertaken,
and, not hidden,
in a daily drift
Florence Nightingale,
Mary Seacole,
Compassion, and bravery,
still reside today you see,
inside that be
Gracing patients solely


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

They keep showing me the park
Over, and over again,
with different visions,
also after dark,
one straight pathway,
in each eye
Cherry blossom trees,
are there to please,
swaying gently on both sides,
The path is the focus in my eyes
Cherry blossom good fortune, love,
affection, and renewal,
a straight path,
with progression that lasts
Clearness regarding thought,
reassurance is fast,
the visions still last

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Morning break
Given another day,
don't forsake,
take, and embrace,
the wonder at pace

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

How many layers,
of cream,
does it take,
to make dream

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

The lift is going down,
Elevate before,
it hits the ground
Top floor is the sound,
Penthouse found,
with feet firmly,
on solid ground
One must stop,
flying like this
Wings need,
a service


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Ginger, nutmeg,
and, turmeric
you are my kind,
of morning clique

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Stay on top of the world,
break free,
from the Earls erroneous,
assumptions of not real
This is heard,
imposed trying,
to cage the bird

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

I can hear in the cave,
I won't become a slave,
to voices that echo,
from the rocks,
and, drown you
in darkness,
for their plots


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

He was my everything,
then he stopped,
letting me sing,
instead I used my voice,
to declare foist,
Then stale silence became,
a better choice

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

They say,
cooking for one,
is no fun,
eating in peace,
is definitely better,
than any,
cherry bun feast


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

In all the chaos,
take time out,
for the boss,
to relax the mind,
from albatross
so your neck,
and head,
is free to toss


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Look beyond the gate,
take time, and wait
Standing behind,
leads to an open mind,
where you can view,
what the field,
has on offer for you,
will the grass be long,
and sting your legs,
as you walk along,
or will it be cut,
and, maintained,
so you can,
lay in the sun,
when the days are,
for having fun
Or will it be left,
only cut if you preach,
over, and over like a leech
It depends whether you enjoy,
repetitive speech,
or relaxing like you are,
on the beach


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Find the strength,
and, courage to walk away,
when you know,
deep inside,
it is not right to stay,
because your decision,
will find you anyway


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Don't let being shy,
stop you,
from flying high


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

A time comes,
when others,
will sit back,
and, reflect
on their neglect,
by way to realise,
how they were hung,
with their own lies


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

I want to fly to a place,
that can't be traced,
where I can spend all day,
and, external contact,
is not at play
That is when I can
truly lay,
with a restful mind,
that will stay


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Strawberries
Whipped cream,
good coffee,
and, create the theme
a writer's dream

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Stepdance a culture,
wth beautiful arts
Personal charm,
warmth of a hand, and arm,
an ego that will flame your coffee,
may create slight alarm, the coffee will
make you laugh,
and, keep you calm
On the weekend we will visit the farm,
along the way a wagon or two,
we will have a laugh with you,
with wit that will shine through,
we will nearly always,
welcome you

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney


Happy St Patrick's Day

When the rain pours,
and, it's dreary outdoors,
remember you were contained,
in water before the pause
When you broke,
out of the sac
Let the rain water,
take you back


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

A Mother
STOP
Just indescribable
This is the Lot
Not Even Stately
comes far
to top

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney


Happy Mother's Day
to all who celebrate,
it on 14th March
in the world.

As the night draws in
The howling begins
Wild spirits,
roam around,
day or night,
they are found,
trusting their,
own instincts
Inner wisdom is true,
and, natural guidance
through, and through
Believe in the path for you,
harmony, balance, and peace
You can function well in a group,
or in a pack,
but you can also flourish,
when you are on your own,
know that
The lone wolf never needs,
to stay with a pack,
that holds them back,
having a few,
that are close to you
Is the spirit inside,
and, a leader's guide

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Any sort of box,
like that,
inject colour,
patterns,
and, shapes
anything you have,
or that you can grab,
that will create,
a sensory experience,
that is not drab
Now the fun starts
look around your home,
a simple napkin,
with some essential oil,
can awaken,
or calm the senses,
for awhile, and create a smile
a plastic cup filled,
with pasta shells,
material for the lid,
elastic bands fasten big
Musical instrument,
maracas here we go
Now Find a sock,
add some pulses,
dried beans quite a lot,
and, make them pop,
aromatherapy infused,
comfy when used,
as a cold compress,
so the heat is less,
cool parts of the body,
that are stressed.
The garden let's see
leaves of different shapes,
and, sizes,
that will provide,
for touching hands
that be
Out of the box,
fitting any person's needs,
where the lid is lifted,
open, and free,
from four sides,
that entertain many,
in society

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Dream a big fluffy
ice cream,
with a cone,
that melts,
and, reminds you
of a wafer sandwich,
and, how that felt
A simple dream,
that never melts,
If you can source,
a cone or wafer,
that holds a crunch,
you can eat dreams,
for all day brunch

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Is it possible to love,
more than one,
Are you walking,
on treacherous ground,
giving to multiple ones,
with taboo in the tea buns
Spoons that are,
there to stir,
intense desire,
gossip, and myrrh
Meticulous order,
regimented constrained
No freedom in loving,
that does not make,
for good shade
Why can't love be dispersed,
by an awning burst,
that is able to shade, and retract,
but there in all,
weathers to act

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

As someone told me,
It is a Sweet Poetess
that rocks,
with rechargeable letters
From A - Z
Giving a swinging motion,
of a Vintage Clock,
that has a pendulum,
that gravity rocks


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

A Poet never stops,
with an over active,
mind that wants to pop
Tick tock
Letters in the clock

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Society expand,
your knowledge,
with vitality,
Expanding your clarity
Understand the gift
Spread as much good,
that allows,
others to feel a lift
Zesty, and Zingy,
but don't make
the lemonade stand that mini
Press as many lemons,
that create, laughter, fun, and silly
Then put them in a jug,
swirl around,
make sure the glass is tall,
not profound,
just add a straw,
to help it go down,
slow sips no pips

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Love is not what makes,
the world go round
It is what makes,
the trip worthwhile
Sometimes the heart sees,
what is invisible to the eye,
To love, and be loved
is to feel the sun,
from both sides,
two hearts that beat,
with a round trip seat
Beating next to each other,
in a first class seat
X-ray vision cheek to cheek,
with eyes not invisible,
but really deep

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

The wind, and rain lashed,
everything around outside,
was going crash
Then the sun broke through
What a beauty to behold,
in view
That eradicates,
all that is aquamarine
and, not new
Like the weight,
of granite rocks,
that are heavy,
and, create blocks
The sun eliminated,
all the Locks

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Let my heart speak to you,
then you will know,
It is true
Love is as natural,
as emerald grass
Ornamental,
protect it so it lasts
Growing covering,
fields that are vast
Let's roll on the grass,
being endless,
not living in the past,
and, create
harmony, and healing,
future energy,
going to the heart
Green renewal,
growth, and nature,
harmonize, and balance,
from the start
Unconditional love,
will definitely,
Share a part


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

The bed a place to lay your head
Can the bed be made into a throne,
for those in this world,
where complex health,
is part of their daily zone
Vivid colours should grace,
this additional throne,
Made individual for the,
person centred zone
So many beautiful cushions,
can create the zone,
used in many ways,
to promote comfort,
home from home
A throw or blanket,
can create holistic energy,
and, revive in many ways,
perhaps others,
may not know or see
So next time,
you buy cushions,
or throws for a bed,
make sure you look beyond,
the packaging
Enough said


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Have you ever climbed,
a mountain in flip flops though,
to appreciate what that is like
Impossible that's right
No one will understand,
why you do
Its not fair, but true
From the beginning of time,
women in the middle,
men a free ride to glide,
out of the norm,
women shunned,
by family friends,
and, social ends
The world does not change overnight,
motives aren’t based,
on destroying,
another relationship in sight
You didn’t ask to fall in love,
with someone,
who’s with someone else right
For some of you,
you were always in love with them,
waiting for the right time,
or they left you for another,
still loving them
It never stopped,
it doesn’t stop either
Love is not limited,
to whether or not,
the person that you want,
is with someone else
Love doesn’t fit into,
any box
So, is it wrong?
Is love wrong?
If it’s love,
then why does,
it have to be this hard,
or have to come,
at expense,
of someone else's,
happiness in events
Love is not defined
by situation,
neither a choice,
that you made by voice,
despite best efforts, morals,
values, and rejoice
People telling the wise
Is love wrong?
If love is not wrong,
then neither is your actions,
far from
You may have a timing issue,
meaning that what you feel,
Is right and it’s true.
It's destiny at play in every way,
but the TIMING is not yet right
It's still too soon
There is more for him,
to do on his end,
before he’s free,
to be with you
Timing has nothing
at all to do with
feelings,
expectations or what you think,
should happen float or sink
Time runs a course,
without answering,
to anyone or anything
Slowing down as attention is payed
then staring creates,
a dead stop
Just because it is true,
does not mean that,
it will, and should happen,
in a time that works for you
As long as it is true
does mean it will,
happen to you,
in a time that works for you
Just don't obsess
The lack of validation alone,
is enough
to drive you over the edge,
Never mind the waiting,
hoping to hear from him,
this is not something,
that you do
If you have a choice,
you do it because,
you know that you,
can’t do anything else
You can’t help how you feel
You are the invisible woman,
in the seal
You didn’t get this far
by giving up or having
a weak constitution,
In place
You fought to get this far
Until the time is right, it’s wrong,
until things have to happen,
they drift along
Every day, every moment
has a deeper meaning.
In a million ways,
that we are tied and connected,
to each other all the days
Meeting when you did, as you did,
connecting when and how,
had a purpose, and vow
That purpose was not,
so that you could,
and should,
be together immediately,
for the good
Your life, your relationship,
your journey together,
is not just about being together
in a second,
that is clever
You both also fit into,
a greater destiny
One that you’ll both fulfill,
when the timing is right eventually
Nothing stays the same,
time changes everything
Seasons change, people change,
so must you also change
The question is whether,
or not it’s for the best
Experiencing being,
the other woman
is going to take a toll,
nonetheless
emotionally and physically,
YES
You have to strive,
to a better version of yourself,
to keep growing, and evolving,
is important to the self
The trouble with that,
is that some,
who have experienced,
it also gave up part of the way,
and, quit
In giving up, they are left with regrets,
of very bad memories that stay,
having felt like they’ve wasted,
months or even years,
of life anyway,
when they left, and went away
The biggest hasn't yet recovered,
from having submitting themselves,
to that situation,
only to be seemingly left out in the cold
They are wrong plain, and simple
Know one can,
neither should they attempt,
to discourage you,
from a love that you feel,
in your heart of hearts to be true,
especially if you’ve already
gone through all the motions,
of losing your marbles over it to
Seriously, it’s stressful
Let no one steal your joy,
Let no one’s failures,
project on your own life
It's true
Temporary part of your journey,
but very much,
a temporary one to
There are only two options for you,
give up and call it a day,
chalking up the time,
lost to experience, and pay
Or you PUSH ahead,
like the stream train said,
knowing that everyday,
brings you a little closer,
that this is not all for nothing,
a rainbow at the end of the storm,
darkness gives way,
to light eventually,
to be fully born

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney


.

Wonderful

Outstanding

Marvellous

Adorable

Nice

Here a woman is spelt
Is the importance,
of the letters felt.

Happy Women's Day to all.

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Let me stroke your face,
until dawn,
and, rock to you sleep,
while keeping you warm
This is one place,
where you,
don't have to perform,
Just be you,
until the morning dawn

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Cancel the picket fence
Mine is made of willow,
with far more defence,
unlike your,
aspheric fence


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Break or take,
when human feelings,
are at stake
Vital omission,
discrepancy,
and, decision

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Candlelight
Sunset
Dreams,
are met


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Divinely beautiful humans
Undercover feathered wings,
spherical light
Singing halo's are bright

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Goodness,
requires,
us to accept,
human nature,
flaws and all
Every person
teaches us something,
if we listen,
tall or small
Even negative people,
provide a mirror to see,
our own imperfections,
and, strengths,
that be

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

When you,
throw logs,
on the fire
It is like,
you are evoking,
the desire
let things go
Then your inner,
and, outer being,
will flourish,
and, grow


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Crumble topping
It is ok,
to top apple pie,
or rhubarb,
you know why,
but once the,
crumble is gone,
no need,
to carry on
With lashings,
of custard or cream,
let alone,
when the bowl is clean
Crumble then redeem
Until the next time,
you fancy crumble,
and, ice cream


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Love is a word,
that people use,
as free as,
a bird
Use when you,
are grounded,
in the proverb

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

A story shack,
where the tales,
take you back,
on a historic,
journey trail
Seeing, and hearing,
every tale,
Invisible,
an Illusionist
Would you help,
If you came,
across a yelp
Or would you,
let history,
document,
and, stay stiff,
knowing you,
could stop a rift

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Breathe
Sea air,
revive,
and, relieve


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Eight to ten years,
is not a long time,
but you are rare,
that is fine
Unique can never be declined
The beauty that graces your kind
What a beautiful home to roam,
a culture full of music, and dance
Art, craft, and folklore languages,
that celebrate Tibetan Buddhism,
Provides a trance
Your eyes radiate at a glance,
pigmentation missing,
still black stripes,
that dance
Watching you all day,
natural environment,
gratitude gladly paid,
to the beautiful,
White Tiger,
subspecies made


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney