Rew - Hello Poetry

Rew Feb 2021

sometimes i leak, lots,
what's your plumbing skills like, tosh?
sorry, price too high!

Rew Feb 2021

I remember the aroma left by the sea
when the tide ebbed out left seaweed about
and little creatures scuttled away from me,
I remember the aroma left by the sea.

and the salt and fish of the sea,
and the shallow pools among the rocks
and the deep ones and the deep green pool of your eyes
and the fish of your sea and the rock stains the green stains

the quick blue veins of the sea anemones,
I remember the aroma left by the sea,
and I remember the vision of yourself
alluring self expensiveness of your own scent temptingly,
and your good sense in your sense of me
(remembering) this aroma of we, left behind by the sea
the saltiness and O how I do, love thee.

Rew Jan 2021

5-7-2 x3

i'm with the old folks
it's very quiet, round here,
just false teeth, clacking...

crocadiles shed tears
my pet one does, anyway
such a cry baby...

''i can't bear it now''
that's my bruin, always shy
he's such a bug bear...

Rew Jan 2021

5-7-5

don't hear cuckoos now,
I wonder if they are mad?
just asking, is all.

Rew Jan 2021

a brief

I am, poetic,
I write things which pleaseth me
your ****, pleaseth me...

Rew Jan 2021

The Cavalry

A plague on all your houses sir
and so it was it came to pass
even the plague has concurred
a plague on all your houses sir,

I can not speak but I have heard
death's silent rattle to the past
this plague on all our houses sir
and so it is, it came, they pass.

I stretch my mind for future words
saying '' all is well in this time ''
I strain, '' new strains '' is all I've heard
I stretch my mind for future words,

with futile pen I write my words
so impotent and so absurd
I stretch my mind to find the words
but say, '' all will be well, in time.''

I hate to sit and whine and curse
surrounded by such misery
indeed to be out but I durst
I hate to sit and whine and curse,

so long before it gets much worse
I need to hear and also see
the dust of fast galloping horse
and hear this shout, '' The Cavalry! ''

trio of topical triolets

Rew Jan 2021

steam train (a villanelle)

I'd love to hear a steam train in the night
captivating with its unseen romance
in the deepest dark or fast fading light,

raising my slumbers to wondering heights
darkness and silence by magic enhanced
I'd love to hear a train steam in the night,

to marvel at its smooth rocketing might
majestic and stately unseen advance
in the deepest dark or fast fading light,

what destinations such movements delight
my thoughts in childhood such sounds these enhance
I'd love to hear again trains steam at night,

imaged it speeding my thoughts to free flight
delivering mail to cottage and manse
in the deepest dark or fast fading light,

carrying me to within childhood's sight
steaming receding into time distant,
I'd love to hear again trains steam at night
in this near dark of my fast fading light.

a villanelle.