"jemia" poems
Whilst camouflaged
The Golden Dragonfly
With emerald eyes
And rubies, and diamonds
Upon it's wings, and tail
Slept
And whilst it slept
It dreamed
And within its dream
It wandered
Flying over a turquoise pool
The Golden Dragonfly
Began to ponder
On its existence
And wondered why
It was a dragonfly
But then she saw her own reflection
On the soft rippling blue water
As she became aware
Of her own beauty
And instantly found
An inner tranquility
Just at that moment
As is the way of dreams
A long rolling tongue
Shot out
And swallowed the Golden Dragonfly whole
The frog
Had no other thought
Than to feast
The Golden Dragonfly
Then woke up
Relieved
That it had only been a dream
But now
Also aware
That it now had conscious thought
Beyond its natural instinct
And at first
Felt quite afraid
Looking around its surroundings
First making sure
That there were no frogs around
It glanced up
And realised
It was attached
To the outer skin
Of a curious looking creature
Some kind of giant
With hair flowing
In the soft zephyr breeze
And without realising
Spoke to the giant
"What are you?"
The giant
Looking startled
Had obviously wondered
Where the small voice was coming from
The Golden Dragonfly
Spoke again
"Are you going to eat me?"
The giant
Then realised where
The voice was coming from
Looked around before answering
Whispered, "No!"
The Golden Dragonfly
Accepted that this was at least true
"My name is Lucianne" said the Golden Dragonfly
Not knowing, until that moment
That she had a name
"My name is Petra" said the giant
With the long flowing hair
"I don't understand how it is possible
to be conversing with a dragonfly"
The Golden Dragonfly
Felt the same confusion
As it had never conversed with anything, ever
And never had questions to ask
But now
The questions came quicker
Than her wing beats
The giant spoke again
"You are welcome to remain on my waistcoat"
"And we can speak more, when we get to my home"
At that moment
A sudden gust of wind
Blew the Golden Dragonfly
Off the waistcoat
Into some dense undergrowth
And within this undergrowth
Sat a frog
And in an eye blink
A long rolling tongue shot out
And swallowed the Golden Dragonfly
Whole
The giant, named Petra
Searched the undergrowth
For several hours
Shouting out for Lucianne
Other giants around
Became concerned
When Petra explained
That she was looking for
A talking Golden Dragonfly called Lucianne
Petra would often return to the park
But never again
Did she see, or hear
The Golden Dragonfly again
by Jemia
Jul 11, 2022
Jul 11, 2022 at 8:18 PM UTC
Her beautiful fleece
Glistened like gold
Woven in silk
Like the finest of tapestries
Her open ready smile
Pursed ruby red lips
Lying betwixt two
Soft white ivory pillars
The honey that lay within
Succulent, and exquisite
Freely flowing
Upon my gorging tongue
This well of pleasure
Sated my pulsing tongue
My own lips moistened
At this taste of delight
My hands gently caressed
Two soft buds
That soon flowered
As my lips brushed over them
We were soon
Face to face
As our tongues danced
In harmonies of desire
Like the waves of a rolling ocean
She was like the ebb tide
That washed over me
Echoing my own dance of seduction
I could sense my head
Begin to explode
As her tongue
Created my own delicious eruptions
Tsunamis of pleasure
Ebbed, and flowed
Culminating in a silent scream
Of exquisite ecstasy
Revealing a unique desire
The butterflies of our souls
Our gentle wing beat
Had discovered the nectar, of our deepest desires
by Jemia
Jan 17, 2021
Jan 17, 2021 at 3:31 PM UTC
following on with my current obsession with my tomato growing experiment, ive decided to look at books, and films, and any other related tomato themes, as follows:
The Tomatoes Of Wrath-Steinbeck
A Midsummer Night's Tomato-Shakespeare
Tomato And Juliet-Ditto
Frankentomato-Shelley
Alice in Tomatoland-Carrol
Night Of The Living Tomato-zombie horror!
E.T.- Extra Tomato!
Tomatoes And Prejudice-Austen
I Heard It On The Tomato Vine-Marvin Gaye
You're So Vine- Carly Simon
Summertime (and the living is tomato)-Ella Fitzgerald
LGBT-LGB+Tomato
BY Jemia de Tomatoville 😏🍅🍅🍅🦋💕🙄
any other suggested ideas welcome, as i may bring out a book on the subject (but thankfully, probably won't!) and will, or not, call it Tomato Wrong!
Aug 4, 2020
Aug 4, 2020 at 7:38 AM UTC
Gnomadic a wandering, meandering gnome
Misgnomer a female gnome
Metrognome uses the London Underground
Gnominate lazy gnome, idle
Gnomad a sane gnome
Gnoman'sland where male gnomes reside
Gnome de guerre see agnominous
Agnominous a gnome with nous
Gnome de plume not a real gnome, might be a plum!
Gnome de plump An overweight gnome
Gnome more enough already!
by Jemia
Jan 27, 2022
Jan 27, 2022 at 3:52 PM UTC
Shoulds't i venture out
Into the wet cooling wind
To feel the rain
Moisten my bare legs
And as the wind blows
Through my wild skittish hair
The silver globules
Disguise my tears
The damp briskness
Will awaken my emotions
Will let me
Feel alive
The clammy cloudy clouds
Leaking gently
Feeding
A thirsty nature
The wind
May blow away
My shrouded
Emotions
The slow drip, drop
Silver rivers
Their under bellies
Belie, race downwards
Upon my window
Trickles
Like sticky tears
Gluey opalescence
by Jemia
Jun 6, 2021
Jun 6, 2021 at 4:36 PM UTC
Blah Humbug
blah
blah
blah blah
climate
change
argh
argh
argh ooh
****** chango
Cop26
Cop that
Cop out
by Jemia
Nov 5, 2021
Nov 5, 2021 at 10:26 PM UTC
Today, is a cool
Yet sunny, windy day
And i can see
The leaves, in trees
Gently rustling
And the flag
Atop the Hastings castle ruins
Fluttering
Like wings
Of a new born dragon
by Jemia
May 31, 2022
May 31, 2022 at 6:59 AM UTC
I espy
Three people wandering around
through the busy hubbub
Of the Old Town
They have four parrots
Perched, upon their shoulders
I hope they don't poo
Anything that smoulders
"Give me a gottle of geer!"
Said an invisible parrot
In my right ear
I leapt from my seat
Much alarmed
And checked myself
But remained unharmed
Not wanting to be seen
Talking
To an invisible parrot
That was now squawking
That no-one else could hear
This invisible parrot
Squawking in my ear
"It's okay" said the parrot
"I can hear what you think"
"I like you in blue"
"But prefer you in pink!"
"Well" thought i
Feeling a little shy
"There's nothing i can do"
"As i have no pink dye"
"And besides, i prefer rainbows!"
"From my head"
"Right down to my toes!"
"Including your pinkies?"
Said the parrot in jest
I laughed out loud
in front of a crowd
So i left the Ille Cafe
As was now to embarrassed to stay
As the invisible parrot
Simply flew away!
by Jemia
Jul 16, 2021
Jul 16, 2021 at 9:57 AM UTC
If i were to die today
With my life
In such disarray
At least now
I have
If nothing else
Lived as long as i have
Not sure how
Or why
Maybe my purpose
Will be revealed
After ive left
This mortal coil
Perhaps pigs may fly?
In the meantime
I shall remain
Floating
Seemingly aimlessly
Like a petal
Caught on a wind of chance
Always present
But never quite here
by Jemia
Mar 7, 2022
Mar 7, 2022 at 10:48 AM UTC
DreamworlD The
R r Rare Bermuda
E e Exotic Triangle
A a Abstract Of
M m Mayhem The
W w Weird Surreal
O o Other Welcome
R r Realities To
L l Love My
D Disorientation World
by Jemia 💕
Jan 16, 2021
Jan 16, 2021 at 11:47 AM UTC
The valleys, and hills
And a clear sky-blue lake
Floating marshmallow clouds
Leave the sunshine, in their wake
The trees whistling, in silent winds
Branch out, to greet the sun
The valleys, covered in rich lavender
The birds whistle, at beauty so fine
Dew hangs lazily, on moistened leaves
Glistening, in the early morning sun
From caterpillar, to butterfly
Beautiful wings, soon decorate the sky
Spring has arrived
No longer the frosted earth
And chilling winds
Just the beautiful tranquillity
Of nature's rebirth
by Jemia
Oct 22, 2021
Oct 22, 2021 at 7:19 AM UTC
I had a secret, i tried to hide
Which i kept hidden, deep inside
But nothing changed, inside my head
Just my physicality, has a different thread
And one thing, that will never part
Is my love for you, deep in my heart
From the day i held you, when you were born
And every day since, from the break of dawn
Although some aspects of life, have taken their toll
I love you, from the depth of my soul
by Jemia
Feb 1, 2021
Feb 1, 2021 at 4:54 PM UTC
The room
Remained empty
And the only option available
Was a mirror
Hanging broken
From a wall
But she didn't want
The stark truth of that
She didn't want that at all
by Jemia
Jun 18, 2022
Jun 18, 2022 at 3:14 PM UTC
In the dark light
of the shadowy
and dusty mirror
I can tease myself
into believing that i am beautiful
I am in many ways
a twilight girl.....
by Jemia
Mar 21, 2021
Mar 21, 2021 at 1:44 PM UTC
Today
I was awoken
Not by
The sounds
Of silence
But by the sounds
Of sirens
And seagulls
Like a screaming choir
In a frantic
Chaotic
Harmony
by Jemia
Dec 22, 2021
Dec 22, 2021 at 2:50 PM UTC
Monsieur Tickle
A business associate
Of my pater
Me aged four
Monsieur Tickle
Oft would visit our home
And tickle me
And tickle me
And tickle me
At first
I felt tickled
At second
I felt uneasy
At third
I felt scared
I didn't understand
I thought being tickled
Was mean't to be fun
Not of terror
After a while
When Monsieur Tickle visited
I would hide
Just two years ago
I mentioned this
To my sister
Who remembered well
This tickling mister
This sinister mister
Monsieur Tickle
As he tickled her too
And shared the same dread as i
And also shied
And would hide
As he evoked
So much fear
Whenever he was near
Yet he left
Our two brothers alone
(The third had not yet been born)
So whenever
I have to pretend
During acting practises
As part of a creative warm-up
I find myself
Having to act
As the others enjoy
The fun of it
Their own memories
Of being tickled
Untarnished
So i try to pick up on their vibe
Whilst i inwardly cringe
And cry
Monsieur Tickle
Now, no doubt
Lies in the company of worms
Yet still makes me squirm
The vermin now lies
With vermian
by Jemia
Jan 8, 2022
Jan 8, 2022 at 4:01 PM UTC
Can't stop thinking
Of poetical things
Like an addiction, in a dictionary
That sometimes sings
Thinking of using a pseudonym
As a her, no hymn
As i join poet's anonymous
Anonymously
Love irony
Not ironing
As i iron out
Adversity
Is a CRHYME
A criminal rhyme?
by Jemia
May 10, 2022
May 10, 2022 at 6:30 PM UTC
One lonely, lonesome day
I strayed
And after a while
In disarray
I ventured into some woods
The birdsong beguiled me
And the flowers, and the trees
Possessed their own enchantments
Swaying gently
In a soft zephyr breeze
The shimmering sunlight
Glancing off, bejewelled Emerald leaves
In the distance
I could see glowings
Seemingly floating along the air
Like burning cinders
At first i thought
Perhaps they were Fireflies
But as i drew nearer
I noticed
That they were dancing in circles
I felt hypnotised
As before me
Were a dozen, or so
Fairies, dancing on the wind
Their softly glowing wings
Were like flames
Flickering in a draught
Silently shimmering
Like the sunlight
Soundless
Like the breath of the trees
I entered this magical circle
And then i was gone
Forever lost
In the realms
Of an ethereal world
by Jemia
Jul 1, 2021
Jul 1, 2021 at 5:11 PM UTC
It's somewhat ironic
That i'm quite good
At unravelling
Quite complicated knots
And solving puzzles
Both physical, and theoretical
Yet i seem unable
To tidy up my flat
by Jemia
Oct 20, 2021
Oct 20, 2021 at 6:22 PM UTC
Iv'e dated a woman with Alopecia
And others that were Hirsute
The attraction wasn't hair, or lack of
Just a nature that was absolute
by Jemia
Mar 23, 2021
Mar 23, 2021 at 8:03 AM UTC
The gathering sprites
Wandered over some dizzy heights
And flew
In a strange sky, of a curious hue
Landing in a country park
And for a lark
Blew raspberries
As they chuckled with glee
Which seemingly
Lifted them back to the trees
Higher, and high
They did fly
Until they rested
Upon the highest most twig
Proceeded then, to do a jig
And glancing downwards
At the lowly ground
They espied a beauty so profound
On the wondrous earth below
And so
Flew back downwards
For more of a lark
Created some fantastical art
In this wonderful, wonderful, beautiful park
by Jemia
Jul 25, 2022
Jul 25, 2022 at 5:57 PM UTC
Silent Night
I know
What is awaiting me
Whilst i'm enjoying
Whilst it's here
The moment
The noise
Of company
And entertainment
The chit chat
That come Christmas week
All that will remain
Is the white noise
Of silence
As i will
Experience the quietude
Of the days
And nights ahead
And festive memories
Of Christmas pasts
And silent nights
by Jemia
Dec 12, 2021
Dec 12, 2021 at 7:01 AM UTC
The first bridge, sent me up North
I witnessed Moon landings, and Space Odysseys, come forth
The second bridge i crossed, took me to the West
Memories of beautiful Wales, at its best
The third bridge, took me to Sussex's mouth
Life, and gender changing events, happening in the South
The fourth bridge, took me to the East
Where-in lay Thailand, a beautiful temples feast
And the fifth bridge, got me talking more
A bridge in my mouth, for more jaw jaw!
by Jemia
Apr 19, 2021
Apr 19, 2021 at 7:42 AM UTC
Oh wonderful beautiful sprout
So great when you're in
And great when you're out
Like a small green whirling planet
Occupied by little loving leaf people
In an infinite magnificent cuddle
I wish i could hug as profoundly as a sprout
And wish there was more of it about
Oh wondrous sprout
I love you when you're in
And delighted when you're out
This earth, this realm, this sprout
You are like another world
Oh Cosmic sprout of mine
Let us fly, as i undress your emerald gorgeousness
To taste your majestic flesh.......
by Jemia
Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 12:57 PM UTC
Life is like
A river
Ever flowing
Ever fluid
Ever changing
Evolving
Learning
Becoming
Strong currents
Dark pools
And as it flows
It carries with it
The essence
Of it's beginnings
We are raindrops
As we splash
Into the heady currents
Our ebb, and flow
Driven by the tides
Of our destinies
Some of us
Will fall into the vast ocean
And some of us
Will flow
Against the tides of expectancy
As we form our own
Riverdance
by Jemia
Jun 15, 2022
Jun 15, 2022 at 4:26 AM UTC