16 Mar 2020 Leave a comment
in Life, poem, Poet, Poetry, wordsmith Tags: day, Jemverse, life, light, morning, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, verse, wordsmith, writing poetry
By my window of a morning
when my blogs have been updated
I will sit here with my coffee
’til my mind is satiated
For there’s one thing I like to do
before I start my day
Commit to paper a few lines
in my own special way
It doesn’t have to be that long
a few short words suffice
But the commitment is cathartic
and a pleasure which is nice
©Jemverse
Photo – Jempics
15 Mar 2020 2 Comments
in Life, poem, Poet, Poetry, wordsmith Tags: day, Jemverse, life, light, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, words, wordsmith, writing poetry
Fragile the fading
light slips quietly away
Yet, though mournful I pine
it is a sentiment embroidered
with the wonder of hope
Precious in the knowledge that
tomorrow is another day
©Jemverse
Photo – Jempics
05 Jun 2019 1 Comment
in poem, Poet, Poetry, sun, wordsmith Tags: Jemverse, light, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, sunshine, verse, wordsmith, writing poetry
In this chill air, this morning
when the light has just begun
I shiver in the sunshine
for the night is barely done
In this warm air, this noontime
with the light is in full swing
I bathe in the full sunshine
with the warmth that it will bring
In this cool air, this evening
when the light begins to fade
I recollect the sunshine
as the shadows grow to shade
©Jemverse
Photo – Jempics
31 Jan 2019 1 Comment
in poem, Poet, Poetry Tags: Jemverse, light, morning, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, verse, wordsmith, writing poetry
On a grey day, light flattens
to North or East or South or West
the brightness that sun and blue skies bring
on a grey day is suppressed
Yet I am still hopeful
as to South or West or North or East
the brightness that sun and blue skies bring
lies waiting for my eyes to feast
©Jemverse
17 Jan 2019 2 Comments
in beauty, Life, poem, Poet, Poetry, tanka Tags: 5 lines, Jemverse, light, morning, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, tanka, wordsmith, writing poetry
Yes, it is morning
But time clings to night time still
and my pen falters
Caught between a moment there
the clarity hides behind
Daylight hides away
Its face obscured by darkness
and my pen falters
Unsure of the words that come
and can their truth be trusted
The beauty shines through
A small pink of light lurking
Confident my pen
Finds the words and hold them true
as a torch in the darkness
©Jemverse
Photo – Jempics
12 Nov 2018 1 Comment
in poem, Poet, Poetry Tags: Jemverse, light, London, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, verse, words, wordsmith, writing poetry
Chiaroscuro to the painter
contrast captured to the eye
To the poet though, his words
capture light for you and I
©Jemverse
07 Nov 2018 1 Comment
in poem, Poet, Poetry Tags: Jemverse, life, light, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, seasons, verse, wordsmith, writing poetry
The Light Quartet captured
the year in four seasons
Each with a nuance
Each with a reason
Sometimes it is fading
Sometimes on the rise
But throughout the year
There is light in my eyes
©Jemverse
The Light Quartet, published on Jemverse yesterday (6/11) was written on 28 September 2018
06 Nov 2018 4 Comments
in Life, poem, Poet, Poetry, Seasons Tags: Jemverse, light, poem, Poetry, poetry blog, seasons, wordsmith, writing poetry
In Spring light glistens
Fresh with the joy of new life
It leaps and bounds
In Summer light is
Simply and completely full
At one with the sun
In Autumn light fades
Lacklustre with long shadows
Evening of the year
In Winter light shines
Dancing on the brittle earth
It looks to the Spring
©Jemverse
19 Aug 2018 Leave a comment
in garden, haiku, poem, Poet, Poetry Tags: 3lines, diamond, haiku, Instagram, Jemverse, light, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, Summer, writing poetry
Light fills my garden
Yellow into golden here
Shining like diamond
©Jemverse
02 Apr 2018 Leave a comment
in Life, poem, Poetry Tags: birdsong, Jemverse, life, light, poem, Poetry, poetry blog, promise, rhyme, spring, verse, writing poetry
All hail to lighter evenings
with British Summer Time
A promise waiting in the wings
of warmer things in line
And walking home this evening
the birdsong in the air
proved to me they thought the same
and shared that promise there
©Jemverse
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