A Happy New Year to everyone. Let’s hope 2023 brings peace, time to read and take a moment.
Above you will see all my poetry books. My aim is to write poetry that is accessible to everyone and that will touch your emotions. Hopefully you can find poems in these books that will make you laugh, or give you pause for reflection.
The Shadows of Love is the only themed book, but it’s about all forms of love – some more comforting than others. My latest book, A Patchwork of Poems, is written largely from writing prompts, but also contains some pure observations of life, some fantasy ideas and some humour. Nature’s Gold and Autumn Gold both have poems celebrating the joy of nature and a mix of other poems.
All my poetry books are £5 for the paperback and FREE on Kindle Unlimited.
This week I went on a ‘Relax and Write’ writer’s weekend at Gladstone’s library, where Alison Chisholm gave us writing tasks. For one task she dealt out a pack of cards and each of us took one card. I had the three of hearts and this is the light-hearted (sorry about the pun) poem I wrote from that prompt.
She loved him with her simpering heart,
and sent him gifts and money.
She phoned him in the dark small hours,
and called him, ‘dear, sweet honey’.
He loved the man who made his suits;
the gentle voice entranced.
He loved the skill the man displayed
and even how he danced.
The tailor loved his Labrador,
and gave his heart completely.
She was his life, his everything.
She begged for food so sweetly.
This triangle of hoping hearts
fluttered on throughout the year.
Love flowed and ebbed its complex path,
showing neither favour or fear.
How I love my dearest Grub.
I will remember you always.
Your gentle nature; your silky fur.
You welcomed me when I came home
and sat alongside me each morning.
You explored the garden
with one brother and then the other,
enjoying and needing their company;
rolling in soft earth with relish.
Finding spots of sun to rest in.
Food and cuddles were your delight.
Your purr brightened every day.
I listen for your little noises.
I look for your warm blackness.
You are in my heart and thoughts,
We had three beautiful cats. They were brothers. We called them Cuthbert (Bertie), Dibble and Grub. A few years ago we lost our lovely Dibble and two weeks ago we lost our beautiful Grub. Our hearts are sad, but we’ve been so lucky to have them in our lives. We treasure our last cat. He is missing Grub as much as we are.
The sun shone custard beams
in hazy cloud-free sky.
No sign of rain to blur the day,
yet rain came;
light drizzly, sizzly rain.
And when I glanced again
I counted colours in the sky.
Arc of light,
painted with magic.
And I watched its wonder.
Thought I’d just mention that I’ve updated my poetry blog and hope to post a poem each week. Why not visit www.penspoems.wordpress.com when you have a spare moment? There will be many different types of poetry; some humourous, some appreciating the wonders of nature and some about life. I hope to add poetry for children in the not too distant future.