My soul stands as a Celtic warrior king Defending my world, my kin, with my life And with his spirit my strength will bring As to my saddened heart he shows my worth...
Celtic Warrior
Tag: Poem-A-Day 2021
Political Oxymoron
Oh Gods! The poor are suffering deficits Of funds. The rich men declaring politics...
Death Before Dying
As years swept past, old age arrived, the grey replaced his jet-black hair. His eyes of blue need lens to see An aid in ear is placed with care...
Discovery
There is no beauty in a looking glass Where vanity rules the dreams of the mind Just an image without beauty or class...
Dandelion Wishes
In the heat of the moment and summer sun irrational thoughts and fraught emotions stretched in taut tension in the fields of attrition...
Siren of Song
Well what do I do with that in a love letter my mind is utterly blank is that apocalyptic if a busy creative mind...
In Red, White, and Pink
As symbol of love dressed in vibrant red Of passion fuelled by an intimate lust Expressed in the words that the poets said...
Litter
It’s just one can dropping it won’t make a difference someone will pick it up...
Pastures Green
Grass cavorts with the breeze across the field In serene surrender to nature’s wield...
Hero Worship
I felt no fear when I saw you In the twilight sitting alone on the rock by the sea I knew...
When Love Meets PTSD
The soft touch of security in an insecure world my gentle reminder of time and place when thoughts are running out of date surreal rememberings of then so real in the here and now...
Wildness of Ecstasy
In the wildness of ecstasy we dance Fulfilling the call of sensual romance...
Buzz Cut
Who are you to tell me how my hair should be How it should be cut and styled as you say length is feminine beauty a constant pressure of voices saying ‘you’d look so pretty with long hair’...
Let Her Fall
When kissing her let her fall into her desire...
Ticking By
Days spent in nine-to-five watching the seconds tick by wish time would go faster to the end of the working day and the years pass by in the days of free time...
Beauty in Flowers
On summer days as I gaze on the garden flowers I see you in every bud every blossom...
In Love’s Consummation
How are we divided since we have kissed Are we not now two souls united as one Is there some deed or word love I have missed? And like paper cats shredded and undone...
Innuendo
The open sea and the long sandy shore That lie beneath the moon’s silvery glow As gentle waves ripple to find their roar...
Little Gift
His eyes cast along the well-trodden road But always she was there within his gaze As into his camera her eyes glowed...
Petals
Once when my rose bloomed her petals were silken white and her beauty held my heart in wonder her laughter sparkled like fizzy champagne spilling over the rim of the glass enchanting all it touched with sweetness entwined with the scent of my delicate white rose...
Night Visitation
Flowing streams cascading over The sterile whiteness of my mind Wrapped in shrouds of a bedcover For sleeping chains are like a bind....
It’s Our Fault
Only the ancient ones recall clear skies And the fluffy white clouds that drift Slowly on breezy sighs....
Because the Night
I yearn for the long shadows of twilight While the summer sun rages up on high For the cool of night waited for through heat On the horizon dusk comes into sight...
Justification
Those dreams cascading in delicate purple flowers purified by frustrated thoughts and fabulous habits...
Power Invisible
Bear with me, my darling, as I gather up what remains of my nerve so I can give you the love you deserve all the while your mischief is thinking how to throw my thinking to leave me sinking drowning in the words of love...
Tattered Ears
A memory of the lost and found Hidden by years of growing up Now easily recalled without a sound In the form of an old plushie pup The child I was left lying on the ground With tattered ears and all beat-up...
What is Love
What is the love we speak of when we say love you each night surely it is not the highly sexed cravings of a Mill and Boon novel...
Without Ribbons
The gift I give you is not something I don’t want its not gone out of fashion as it always had its own style it may be a bit patched up here and there...
For the Love of the Moon
In her fullness shines the goddess and the night air shimmers with bliss with shadows falling across the window pane her eternal presence smiles with light...
November Frost
The rusty gold oak leaves litter the trail With autumn’s hues rustling beneath our feet As we walk again through the woodland vale...
Woofs and Wags
It’s a dog’s life with so many things to love. Food, biscuits, pulling out the rubbish, finding smelly spots in the garden, lounging on the sofa like I own it, my toys, your socks, your bed, chasing my ball, jumping in the stream and more food...
Wind and Rain
The sweet shelter found on a stormy night While pondering the road so far ahead Beside the blazing fire of warmth and light...
Beyond the Horizon
Memories reflecting distant happenings in time places....
Spirits Dance
They share the wine on Samhain Night The veil is thin as spirits call And they return to us once more In the fellowship of the soul....
Kings of Fingers
Ancient title proclaimed in old tales A man to be king of barren vales...
Peaceful Poverty
Walking the streets of this city at night Cast your eyes to the reality, the plight. In dark corners, sleeping under boxes, Lies and old man living wild like foxes...
Stitch in Time
Needles and pins prick Stitches weaving in and out Old jeans see another day...
La Tropilla de la Zurda
A figment of illusion nothing more like hobbits and orcs he cannot be real a character formed in imagination...
Waves of Tides
The marine world. A place beyond Man's eye When life was free from Man's destructive way. The waves of tides marked time with a soft sigh In peace as oceans smiled, a perfect day...
Pen, Paper, Paint
Drawing pictures and writing words expressions caught in creative thought that dangle everywhere including letters I write to say I love you...
Self
She wore her hair cut short Smoking on cigarettes Seeking consent in law...
Boaters and School Ties
I meet the youth of old school ways and weep an aging tear. The city lights and rushing days in white and amber gear, The whitewash walls meet Itchen shore as cargo waits its ship, in dreams of teens for love and more my journal's ink lets slip....
Stormy Landscape with Ruins
Alone except for the gathering cloud The moody sky darkening above me Buffeting winds roaring loud in their glee And I pull my coat tighter like a shroud...
First Moments
What is it about the sunrise And the dimly lit skies As life slowly wakens with the first rays Why is it that birds sing to the days Before rising on the thermal highs...
A Lover’s Reflection
Grey hair and skin aged by time And the mirror reflects I’m getting old I didn’t notice when in my prime But I still love you when all is told...
Jittery Jottery
The odd notations from a poet’s pen That cross the lines that once were read between His random thoughts that visit now and then...
Truth
Truth is purity. Truth feels like a soft downy feather. Truth smells of citric fruit on a warm day. Truth looks like a baby...
When Eyes Meet
Once we were just strangers out on the streets Two lost souls seeking the promise of love You sipped wine, I drank beer to music’s beats...
Magic Bullet
I don’t need a gun to prove identity a bullet don’t make a man the threat of death claiming power...
Lunar Vapours
Tonight the moon seems to hang suspended in fullness as the clouds scatter away drifting on the warm summer breeze...
Jezzie G 