

Category: Poetry
All grades
Life’s lessons learned
Life’s lessons learned
Our life it was so perfect
Your smile, that warm embrace
The way you entered to my room
Soft satin, golden lace.Your reflection it no longer dwells
Within my welling eyes
My beating heart now broken
From a love I now despise.The door it opened one last time
Red roses all adorned
Now shrinking petals scattered
Life’s bridges all but burned.But that was many years ago
And now my life has changed
That vacant space once drowning
My mind settled, re-arranged.J.Poet 7 ( wordverse.me )
A school of thought

Children
Do they look in awe and wonder
At the beauty in a tree
Or see the gift of nature
That is the bumblebee.
Take time to stop and listen
To a blackbird or a thrush
Feel stinging of the nettles
As against their bodies brush.
While walking early morning
Hear the rippling of the river
Movement of the native buds
As in the breeze they quiver.
Never hearing that sweet silence
All around them, screaming, yelling
Living in the Centre of
A built up urban dwelling.
J.Poet 7 ( wordverse.me )
Dreams
Dreams
You just walked into my dream
A friend for years I have not seen
You always have been on my mind
Only time I could not find.Strange how life just past us by
Days, weeks, quickly fly
Meaning always to get in touch
A short phone call is not too much.Quickly now it’s not too late
– Once again I hesitate.
Alas your voice I cannot hear
I didn’t know the end was near.J.poet 7 ( wordverse.me )
Flower of the day
Everything’s coming up roses
Bloody moon

Kind words: a thought for today
Kind Words
Think not only of oneself
Keep your anger on the shelf
Thoughts uttered now in haste
Can only be with venom laced.
Instead why not take a breath
Let the ire within you set
Close your eyes, meditate
At times it’s best to stop and wait.
For kind words often softly spoken
Mend a heart so sadly broken
A gentle hand, a warm embrace
Can put a smile upon a face.
J. Poet 7 ( @wordverse.me )
Summer holidays
A new composition

A window into the past ( Cee’s photo challenge. Piles and stacks )
A view from the deserted village. Achill Island.

