Etty and Moreno

I met a couple years ago
Etty and Moreno
They bore a stamp upon their arm
Placed there by the Gestapo.

Their kindness to me at that time
Generosity and smiles
No signs of animosities
But a sadness in their eyes.

They lived through war’s barbarity
Caged in barbed wire prisons
Deprived of all their dignity
Starved of life’s provisions.

It seems to me to some degree
We’ve lost that memory scar
Time to spread a little love
And remember who we are.

Jpoet7 ( wordverse.me )

JUST AS I TURNED A CORNER
UNDER AN ADORNED ARCHWAY
EXITED BY THE VISTA BEFORE ME
TOURIST THRONGED STREETS
ALL DRESSED IN DIOR AND DIAMONDS
PAUPERS PERCHED IN PAPER HOUSES
OFFER ALMS TO HUNGRY SOULS
SEE THE WORLD IN ALL PERSPECTIVES
EASY TO IGNORE – PASS BY
DON’T LET IT SPOIL THE PARTY.

JPOET7 ( WORDVERSE.ME )

Looking for a bronze suntan :

It’s not raining – am I dreaming
Is someone up there scheming
Drifting passed clear blue skies
Pulling clouds across my eyes.

Summer’s here it’s not snowing
Bring an umbrella if you’re going
Factor fifty for the pool
It’s frozen over – what a fool.

Never trust the weather – man
Looking for that bronze suntan
Global warming – melting snow
Season’s changing- who’s to know.

Jpoet7 ( wordverse.me )

It’s a conundrum at 5 AM.

Open my eyes – daybreak
Underneath damp morning clay, dandelions – Daisies awake
Drink in that sparkling dew.

Jackdaws call from rooftops high
Above a symphony of birdsong
Maybe I’ll rise – meet the day
I stare at my watch – sigh.

Five AM – I’m wide awake
What will I do for goodness sake
Roll out of bed – my limbs to test
Reset the clock – return to rest.

Jpoet7 ( wordverse.me )