The confidence of youth.
Category: Verse
Broken Blue
The invitation from Carol J Forrester in her blog, was to find an object lying around me and write a verse about it. I bought it as an outdoor clockwith blue tit perching on a log, intending it for garden use.But when I took it from the boxit threw itself upon the floorand in four pieces … Continue reading Broken Blue
Now I am Old
With apologies to Jenny Joseph Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Now I am old, I can wear pink trousers and socks of luminous green and shapeless, flowing ponchos of red or aquamarine. When I am hungry, I can eat chip butties or marzipan candied pears, or real iced cream and candy floss from sellers on … Continue reading Now I am Old
The Poet
The Poet Magazine The Poet Magazine has published two of my verses in their summer edition, On the Road (click on link or image below for more information about this edition). I don't consider myself a poet (I don't think I could produce blank verse to save my life) Two of my rhymes submitted for … Continue reading The Poet
Evolution
Another poem penned for one of the 12 poems in 12 months challenges at Deadlines for Writers.com . The prompt for this one was "rudimentary". Evolution Amoeba-like in amnion. Life-defining. Protozoan cells divide, multiplying. Burrow into tissue softness. Fix location. Fluid flowing in, around. Communication. Nourishment by yolk sac, like a baby chicklet. … Continue reading Evolution
Future Past
This was written for a different challenge. Not, this time, a poetry challenge as such, but a general writing prompt for Someone I Knew. Someone I Knew I don't get out much now – in fact, I don't get out at all, except for in the garden, with a frame in case I fall. The … Continue reading Future Past
Drat!
Another villanelle (see Hiatus for my first). This was the one I posted for May's 12 poems in 12 months challenge at Deadlines for Writers.com Drat! They come to me in dreams at nightas scurrying streaks of whiskered greed,black beady eyeballs gleaming bright They first appeared in broad daylight.Beneath the bird table they'd feedand come … Continue reading Drat!
Tigger’s Other Song
One of last year's prompts for our monthly poem on 12 Poems in 12 months was for a poem that rhymed. Judging by the comments that accompanied this prompt it seems a lot of poets found it more of a challenge than usual. But when I was at school (back in the Dark Ages) all … Continue reading Tigger’s Other Song
Another Cursory Rhyme
An alternative "Tom, the piper's son"
Villanelle
No, nothing to do with that* TV programme! A villanelle is a poem with a very specific rhyming structure. (The most well known villanelle in English is probably Dylan Thomas's. . . Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, Rage against the dying of the light.) I have taken up the challenge to … Continue reading Villanelle
