Poetry Blogs (seasonal)
julie callaghan on Covid and the witch (57 minutes ago)
I hear the pitter patter outside my window
So soothing and melodic to my ears now
The rain outside is pouring down
Creating a melodic soothing sound
I again start to finally breathe
As this cleansing process sets me free
The noise it makes charms me
Often helping me see clearly
I long for Autumn to soon come around
It's the rainy season, I have found
The water trickling from the sky
Saturday 8th September 2018 11:20 am
Remember the guy
November the fifth, bonfire night, to celebrate guy and set him alight
Fireworks shooting, up in the night sky, kids watching them going, ever so high
Flashing and banging, exploding in light, giving the kids, a most wonderful sight
The wood is stacked, and been set to flame, for the Children that gathered,
The children that came,
The flames go up licking his feet, burnin...
Monday 10th February 2014 8:36 pm
I know I’ve got a lot of stuff and no, I don’t need much more.
I know advertising’s full of guff and persuasion is what it’s for.
I know others needs are greater, but too often I forget
As I’m a self-berating splurger, oft wracked with deep regret.
No matter if you’re measuring in common, pounds or pence,
Too often it would seem that we have more money than sense.
Thursday 27th December 2012 11:11 pm