Poetry Blogs (sun)
We walked up from the river
Beneath a canopy of trees
The air was filled with birdsong
On a warm and gentle breeze
The sun was high in the June sky
The road stretched out ahead
We drank some wine together
shared cheese and new baked bread
After lunch we wandered home
The air was hot and hazy
Then we sat around and drunk beer
Wednesday 24th June 2020 12:55 pm
Ice cream van
Voddy in hand
Sandals on feet
And BBQ meat
Isn't summer grand?
Drugdeals from car
at park all day
Sit outside a bar
Skin red raw
Party next door
Stella in hand
Tuesday 23rd June 2020 1:24 pm
Dawn greets the world with a burgeoning of ochre
and lemon yellow light that blushes warmly.
The land is bathed in a dewy mist
and landmarks emerge in bold boulders of emerald green, crimson and turquoise blue.
Cerulean blue meets cerulean blue
with a horizon that stretches endlessly.
Slithers of land divide sky and sea,
slicing the world into sections that shimmer and gl...
Sunday 14th June 2020 2:09 am
I don't like your colour,
Can't hear your noise
You cover streets in winter,
Keep my heart there,
In grey lands.
Let rivers overflow
And my heart sinking
Into colourless melancholy.
I want to be
At a sunny place.
I want to feel the golden light
And warmth on my skin.
©️ By Magical whispers
Wednesday 11th March 2020 9:02 am
For many years I walked in shame
With my head bowed down not looking anyone in the eyes
Shame for not being good enough
Shame for not being wanted nor loved
I sat in darkness wondering if I would ever be able to find light
Sat there wondering, if I would ever be worthy or enough
Then a voice whispered in my ear, " I am here."
The voice got louder and yelled, " I am here."
Tuesday 25th February 2020 5:46 pm
Sitting in the sun
Soaking up the warmth
Staring out into the distance
Hoping that something will change
Every time I’m in the light
With the rustle of leaves
And birds flying by
Whistling to their mates
Signaling Spring is here
Everything finally feels right
Monday 24th February 2020 3:28 am
in your essence I sense resplendence
could do no wrong by me, your personably impressioned defendant
your honor is what I strive for
it's why the day turns to night, sun and moon argue back and forth
fight about what's wrong and who's right, tug of war
light bends but doesn't break, shines through the prism, and is perceived in different waves
I met you once but my memory is starting to fade...
Tuesday 18th February 2020 3:38 pm