Heartfelt

 

Shadows of love

In her shimmering eyes

Too brief to capture for long

Passionate light

Flames in the night

Kaleidoscope colours in song

Hot forces stirring and swirling

Undertows drawing us deep

Strikingly bright

Gripping us tight

Leaving barely a memory to keep

Question

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Considering all sorts of things

misshapen in the mould

manipulating lead and stuff

to manufacture gold

Its discovery that really counts

in structure and pursuit

disregarding wistfulness

suggestible and moot 

Yet equally uncoverable

all things must have a place

subject to stringent questions

even if one loses face

Brain Storms Raging

Unceasing moans and murmurs

Tip Tap Tip like driving rain

Heavy reverie imagining

Trapped inside a hurricane 

All my thoughts are swirling

Teasing torment in my head

I grab the air to catch my breath

To choke on stale ideas instead

Spiteful gusts are pounding

Scatter pages without care

Like ripping windy razor blades

Tear down my castles in the air

 

Which Way Home

 

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Gordon Thomas Rattray Hannah

@tomrattpoet

A stairway in the fading light

On a cold relentless stone

‘Up or Down’ have lost their way

Freedom’s wings have flown

 

Arrows in the gangway

Bar the way to find relief

Challenges too hard to take

Strike hearts in painful grief

 

Direction is confusion here

Each way misfortunes load

Until the daylight dies away

On Destitution’s Road

Next!

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Waiting for the weather
Waiting ‘til it’s fine
Waiting for the queue to end
Waiting on the line
Waiting for an answer
Waiting to obtain
Waiting in the open air
Waiting in the rain
Waiting in the morning
Waiting later on
Waiting ‘til it’s over
Waiting then it’s gone
 

Intimations and Variations

Sunday walks in August
Autumn leaves prepared for flight
Vivaldi strains and harvest scenes
Dappled golden summer light

Summer days are set to sail
At speed with winds of change
As harvest fields are set aside
Fruits of labour rearrange

Hunter’s Moon will ride the sky
Throwing cooler fading rays
Campfire stories warm togetherness
Sharing hot remembered days 

When All is Said and Done

 

with fond regard

Mother with her quiet way

Gives herself to loves decision

Her greatest strength is understanding

A steering hand in supervision

Always there with gifts to share

In tender dreams on darkest night

Comforting when winter comes

A guiding flame of candlelight

A loving heartbeat calms the rage

Colours love in tender form

To be beside when tears we cried

Caressing hand of soothing warm

And Mother in her final sleep

Will not see our shedding of tears

By a stream of loving memories

Released from all our hopes and fears

Valerie and Flora
Friends remembered

Am Writing

 

Writing for pleasure

Writing at home

Writing my life away

Writing a tome 

Writing for nothing

Writing as such

Writing up data 

Writing too much

Writing in pencil

Writing in pen

Writing in mid air

Writing in Zen

Writing on pages

Writing on screens

Writing persistently

Writing machines

Writing a letter back

Writing a tome

Writing full circles

Writing at home

Copywriter

 

Let me put it this way

Make it clear beyond a doubt

What will suit you best today
Are many ways to loudly shout

Our method will improve your scheme

Provide return endorse your name

Send you out into the world apart

Make you winners of your game

Outline the essence of your excellence

Make your offer shine a light

Where must-haves must be had from you

A blazing glaze of copy-write