In My Write Mind

Rambling on blank pages

A wilderness of phrases

A poet contemplates a rhyme

Rushes hot with upper cases

Idle nibbling whilst scribbling

Inspiration comes to mind

Optimistic that its origins

Will prove to be a perfect find

Dark clouds ink like draining

Hardly moving no retreat

Watching racing rivulets

Feeling light is incomplete

Unceasing moans and murmurs

Drip tap tapping rain

Heavy reverie imagining

Trapped inside a hurricane

Mysteries steeped in history

Bleeding battlegrounds convey

Making timely points in movement
Writing chessboard games to play

In pursuit of perfect questions

Portraying flawless explanations

Contrasting the impossible

With most appropriate innovations

Festively Festivity

I’m writing a song for the time of year

You could call it a festive ringle

Bells and sleighs on dark night days

A kind of jangle wrangle jingle

Lalala de tralala

sing songs of celebration

It’s what we do this time of year

A jubilation situation

Sparkle lights set sights on party nights

Filling sacks with joy provisions

Conserves preserves and pickling drinks

Wrapping up those big decisions

Lalala de tralala

sing a song of celebration

It’s what we do this time of year

A jubilation situation

All the family surround the tree

Bring in the neighbours pull some crackers

Canapes and full-filled trays

Under mistletoe for smackers

Lalala de tralala

sing a song of celebration

It’s what we do this time of year

A jubilation situation

Lalala de tralala

sing a song of celebration

It’s what we do this time of year

A jubilation situation

SEO and Off I Go

Being enginised and optimised

Your seeking search uncovers clues

Signs that guide you pointedly

Among the don’ts dare not’s and do’s

We need to spread our butter well

On the nicest kinds of slices

Between the hoax when telling jokes

Where double meaning oft entices

Find the place of perfect interface

Where double action means two-way

Then countermand a poor demand

Put pertinential into play

Two Ropey coined words here 'enginised' ramping up with a fast and most effective search engine. 'Pertinential' the ultimate in ever increasing relevance.

Colin In A Room With His Views

Sitting quietly with crosswords

In his place without event

Considering a world at large

Among his memories well meant

Artifacts and bagged up articles

Evoking bygone everydays

Now hidden in the settled dust

Self-contained in silent haze

Enjoying his tranquility

Friendly books and magazines

Ruminating on past travelling

Those exotic far flung scenes

What of then and living now

How happy is the man

He tells me quite contented
Doing everything he can

This is Colin, who some may describe as reclusive or eccentric. Nevertheless, I have met with Colin twice recently and found him both times to be pleasant bright and talkative. Colin a skilled Artisan, is well travelled and has led an interesting life. This poem describes a man without pretensions and few needs. He owns his house and looked after both parents when the time came to do so. It's possible that people see Colin like the blurred photograph above but I see him as an intriguing poem.

Jig Saw Sky

Kissing clouds hold wispy hands

Dance embraced in passing strains

A musical of image streams
In songs where resonance remains

To reach and grasp a sense of light
Rainbow bright in morning dew
Crystal crisp and lucid bright
Tear dropped tones cerulean blue

Poem for Kimmie