Autumn Leaf-fall

 

Leaf-fall:
vibrant, vivid,
flaming, falling, rustling, dying,
multi-coloured woven carpet:
Autumn.

(Cinquain poem)
5 Lines – not rhyming
1st line – a noun, 2 syllables
2nd line – 2 adjectives descriing the noun, 2 syllables each
3rd line – 3 “……ing”words describing noun, 2 syllables each
4th line – a 4 word phrase about the noun, 2 syllables each
5th line – another word for the noun, 2 syllables

Daffodils

Daffodils at Barnwell

I’ve just been walking in the hills
and there I found some daffodils
blooming below an old oak tree,
but not like those that you would see on window sills.

These were growing wispy and wild,
like I remember as a child.
Golden drifts blowing in the breeze,
nodding gently under the trees, where they were piled.

Mother Nature I have to thank
for the perfume that in I drank,
which fills me with such heartfelt cheer,
seeing it bloom year after year, that golden bank.

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A Florette Poem:- Rhyme scheme a,a,b,ba. Meter 8,8,8,12
Fouth line requirement of internal rhyme b on syllable 8, then rhyme a on syllable 12

 

Where are you, Jezzie?

Myschka looking for JezWhere are you Jezzie? I’ve been looking for you all day.
It seems like such a long, long time since you went away.
I don’t know where you went ‘cos Mum took you in her car,
and she was gone for ages, so it must have been quite far.

I’ve been out walking with our Mum, following your scent,
but it is fading fast ‘cos it’s been raining where you went.
I know that I usually think you are a big pain in the bott,
but it’s very quiet here now and I miss you quite a lot.

Mum put me to bed last night and I was all alone.
That was the very first time that I have been on my own.
Your collar’s hanging on the hook, so I think you’re coming back.
I know it is YOUR collar – yours is red and mine is black.

Your basket looks so empty, but I didn’t lie in it
‘cos I thought you might be back here at any minute.
I’m sitting at the window, watching out for you,
but all that come are other dogs and next door’s cat comes too.

Please come home Jezzie, I miss you so very much.
I miss you bossing me when I go my Mum to touch.
I miss your constant barking when you yell and shout,
so Mum comes along and orders us to both go out.

I don’t like the way Mum keeps crying into her cup,
or how her teardrops drip into the washing up.
I don’t like it without my litter sister here to spar with
Come back, Jezzie, ‘cos I’ve loads more love to give.

Myschka following her sister's scent on her walk

Myschka at the window
Light a candle
Light a candle

Light a candle

To Jezzie

25th January 2001 – 8th March 2013Jezebel relaxing at homeMy beautiful girl, you’ve gone to sleep today
and never more will we ever get to play.
For twelve years you have been my constant friend
and stayed by my side right to the very end.

You were a madam right from the start
but your winning ways just melted my heart.
You were always the belle of any doggie ball,
and you were big and brave with no fear at all.

The runt of the litter, you always knew how to survive
and bossed your litter sister all the time you were alive,
but we both miss you more than you will ever know
and are so sorry that you now have had to go.

So sleep well, my beautiful girl, your heart has been stilled,
but you’ve left a hole in my heart that will never be filled.
I will always think of you with a heart full of pride
and will dream of you still running by my side.

Jezebel & RichardJez back in the car after her autumn dog walk 2012Litchborough Gardens 260605 004Jez on her walk amongst the fallen leaves

Jezebel collage

Light a candle
Light a candle

Snow!

Snow 2013-01-18This Friday we have had some snow,
it absolutely tipped it down,
it covered up the entire town
and there was nowhere we could go.

They had to bring out the snow plough
to clear the roads where it had blown,
it just kept driving up and down,
but still the roads were full of snow.

Snow 2013-01-18The kids all had a day off though.
At least my neighbours didn’t frown,
when hit by snowballs kids had thrown,
or slithered on the ice below
where they trampled their virgin snow!

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Rondel Poem
1. Poem consists of 13 lines in 3 stanzas
2. Rhyme scheme: ABba/abBA/abbaA (uppercase letters are refrains)
3. Usually 8 syllables per line 

New Year Resolutions 2013

MC900444925Okay, it’s New Year’s Day and it’s time for some resolutions,
but I’ve given up making them, I just need some solutions.
I have absolutely no more room in my house for more “stuff”,
and I’ve tried to downsize, but obviously not hard enough.
So this year, I’ll throw away something every single day,
never mind how much I had to pay, or how I’d like it to stay.
As I didn’t use it, play it, wear it or eat it last year,
if I threw it away tomorrow, I should not shed a tear.

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The Owl

The birds twittering in the trees suddenly stopped,
the brilliant eyes of the town suddenly dimmed,
all at once the trees heaved their last deep sighs,
the grasses shook their heads –
night fell.

Out into the night shone two alert eyes,
waiting, watching.
Nothing stirred over the vast hillside.
He turned to the west –
all was quiet.

The silent stranger saw with pleasure
the last light suddenly flicker out.
Now was the time for him to start
out on his nocturnal quest –
darkness reigned.

Away he went over the meadows,
slowly, silently,
to the barn where even the rats slept.
This was his destination –
what’s afoot?

Minutes later the stranger reappeared,
sailed gracefully back to the tree.
As another star began to shine –
the owl had flown.

Written in my book of poems I wrote when I was 16


Firework night

Light show:
awesome, noisy,
flashing, sparkling, crackling, banging,
vibrant Autumn garden display:
Fireworks.

(Cinquain poem)
5 Lines – not rhyming
1st line – a noun, 2 syllables
2nd line – 2 adjectives describing the noun, 2 syllables each
3rd line – 3 “……ing” words describing noun, 2 syllables each
4th line – a 4 word phrase about the noun, 2 syllables each
5th line – another word for the noun, 2 syllables



Halloween

Fright night:
wary, scary,
tricking, treating, chilling, thrilling,
ghosties, goulies, witches abound:
Samhain.

(Cinquain poem)
5 Lines – not rhyming
1st line – a noun, 2 syllables
2nd line – 2 adjectives describing the noun, 2 syllables each
3rd line – 3 “……ing” words describing noun, 2 syllables each
4th line – a 4 word phrase about the noun, 2 syllables each
5th line – another word for the noun, 2 syllables


High Tide

(a Tyburn Poem)

Lifting,
sifting,
drifting,
shifting.
Caressed by Sea’s lifting, sifting hands,
sleep the beaches’ drifting, shifting sands.

A Tyburn Poem = 6 rhyming lines of 2,2,2,2,9,9 syllables. First four lines rhyme, last two lines rhyme and contain the first four lines in 5th through 8th syllables.