(20 minute poetry)

#10word Siberia

In permafrost? or
listed as missing,
lost in the
floe.

#10word traveller

I visit this
ancient land
where the sand
meets Ozymandias.

#10word Bard.

Give me the quill
I have the will
to write.

Poles apart attract each other......
Just like you and me.......

We fail
only to make
success
taste that much
sweeter.

Making a date
to meet in
Jerusalem
on
Palm Sunday.

Another deadline
headline
it's about time
they
sorted it out.

Brexit
wrecked it
for the ones
who wanted to stay.

feeling so so
is sometimes
as good as
it gets.

bargain hunting,
as dangerous as
hunting for socks
that match

Strip me down
and build
a
Kawasaki
from my
bones.

Troy,
for an ounce of treasure
a pleasure a
Tempest.

We'll miss you Andy, Our angel has gained his wings

Some try to save the world but can't save themselves.

Life tethers bodies
Mindfulness soars freely
Blissfully radiating loves light

Wrestling winter

I fall as autumn
into her cold
embrace,

Echoes*
            Do
                 Never
                           Fade,
                                   They
                                           Only
                                                    Get
        ­                                                  Harder
    ­                                                                 ­  To
                                                                ­          *Hear..

This noose is my only friend in the world now

The ones we trusted the most
                       pushed us far away.

I stop there,
pop
her
the question,
awaiting
the reply.

Up in the
North country
even the
winds
blow frugally

Atlantis,
a place to miss
when
planning a
Summer holiday.

We went everywhere
together
and got nowhere,

life goes on.

If you are
not an
ocean
do not
make
waves.

She
spins stories
like
spiders spin webs
I
am spellbound.

Rock bottom,
not  a
good place
for a
vacation home.

We shatter no illusions
when  breaking through
the looking glass.

Out of shape
I bend slowly
into an old
man.

It's only a
burglar,
I wanted it
to be
Batman.

Lick a
lick a
stick a
stamp,
my friend
flicka.

Part one done

adverts on now

waiting for part two

The best vintage
red wine,
her lips
drinking in mine.

My finger plucks
a tune from a
blue Monday
morning.