I long to be
these little shells
laze around
on a bed of moss
wearing the marks
of the ocean
bath in the healing sun
Category: Poetry and Prose
A Greener Childhood
Living Poetry prompt – Discovery
Looking for my lost childhood
deep in the luscious green
I was once delighted
in the gossamer
of my innocent face
looking into the reflection
of the calm river
With each erosion of the bank
I grew older
as the tree trunks grew thicker
until the familiar path
became unrecognisable
overtaken by years of absence
Searching but not finding
the same joy
when a world discovered
to be greyer
beyond the forest gate
Dream
Last night
I dreamed of sex
It had
An aftertaste of ocean and watermelon
A smell of ambergris and bookshelves
A sound of crashing waves and paging books
Heat and moisture stayed on my skin
I think
I must have made love to poetry
***This poem is inspired by Bree’s poetry book “All Our Secrets”.
Pluviophile
Living Poetry word prompt – Park
The silver curtain oscillates
with the rhythm of the autumn wind
drenching every surface
of the park
outside my kitchen window
Vaugely the bird songs come through
in the gaps of house chores
until coffee is ready
and a book is chosen
The inviting moist timber chair
and the wet wrought iron table
in the patio
soaking in the rain
My face meets the ash sky in delight
The coffee cup will soon be overflowing
with laughter
The poetry in the book starts shedding
tears of joy
He Is Who He Is
A writer writes
without ceasing
even his heart runs dry
soul cries in pain
He was made a writer
a blessing and a curse
all in his nib
Words fall from his flesh and bones
hanging onto life
Walk Through Life
This is the last colours of autumn
brittle to my eyes
Bitter cold will line the graveyard with grey snow
Dirty ground in dark days
The same pair of boots though
walk on grass, leaves, snow
into the far away spring dew
Role Reverse
I knew
we ended
from the hug
we had
at the same cafe
our smiles met
and our legs
flirted
I realised
what we had
was pure lust
and transactions
I touched up
my lipstick
and went out
to hunt again
But this time
he’ll be the one
that’s taking care of
the bills
Mellow Sky
We became
the mellow sky
In harmony with
the time polished rocks
And finely sieved sand
Happy Days
I looked through the train window
Lines of yellow trees shimmering
in the golden sun rays
That took me to the sunflower field in January
when I wore smiles like daffodils
4am Walk
From darkness
into the light
is today’s promise.
Flicker of Thoughts 