Dust or not to dust

Spiders scurry – shiny floors
Cobwebs clinging – squeaky doors
Dusting down drawingroom drapes
As a creepy Crawley escapes
Screaming screaming climb chairs
Arachnids scurrying on fair armed hairs
What fun it is to clean and dust
Or maybe rest,leave to rust.

Jpoet7 (@wordverse.me )

Embrace the moment

Children with their presents played
Games from cardboard boxes made
We laughed sometimes silence fell
Strangers friends all wishing well.

A nod a wink a passing smile
A quick hello makes life worthwhile
To someone you may never know
That gift a footprint in the snow.

A Christmas gift not bought in store
Wrapped in happiness that means much more
Memories of a Christmas past
It’s that love of sharing that will last.

Jpoet7 ( @wordverse.me )

How powerful is the sky

cumulative blues-greys
Winter mist-summer haze
Shadows cast-far off hills
Evening mist-morning chills.

All found within this canopy
A space beyond an eye can see
Turmoil in the atmosphere
Thunder lightening coming near.

At times our lives are like the sky
Sadness grasps-a time to cry
But sun awaits-a bright new day
A shining star to point the way.

Jpoet7 ( @wordverse.me )

Christmas cheer

(Loved ones passed into the night )

Come all children sit and listen
Beneath the yule tree presents glisten
In the distance crisp and clear
Santa’s calling Christmas cheer.

Toddlers all tucked up in beds
Blankets cover sleepy heads
Pretending to be fast asleep
From under duvets slyly peep

Candles in the windows glimmer
As the evening light grows dimmer
Tables laid in festive fashion
carrots there for reindeers dashing.

Created now the perfect zone
No one left there all alone
Keep that candle burning bright
For loved ones passed into the night.

J.Poet7 ( #doolan317 )( @wordverse.me ) ©

Heaven’s scent.

Nature touched my life today
In a special scented way
From elderflower to orchid bright
Air perfumed with sheer delight.

Your presence makes it so divine
When our spirits both entwine
You, your eyes so sparkling bright
Comfort me through each dark night.

You are the roots to which I cling
This Love is such a splendid thing
Truthfully gorgeous, elegance, style
You make my living days worthwhile.

Jpoet7 ( #doolan317 ) ( @wordverse.me )

God’s hearth it lies in nature:

Walk through windswept landscapes
Lose yourself in Forrest’s trees
Listen to sweet serenades
Catch your breath upon a breeze.

Inhale beauty as it’s painted
Upon that palette sent
Simplicity is all we seek
under a canopy of content.

How great to have such freedom
Unraveling our mind
In a world so filled with madness
A web so well designed.

Jpoet7 ( @wordverse.me )

My faithful friend :

The door stood ajar.
She couldn’t have gone far I thought.
The paw prints in the snow were fresh. I put on my coat, scarf and gloves, stepped out into the air, bracing myself against the sudden cold. Trembling at the thought of my little baby out there lost, alone. I followed the tracks which now were being lost in the mix of the traffic. I walked aimlessly to and fro, left then right. The snow began to fall. Surrounded on all sides by screaming, laughing children making large snowmen, snow angels and partaking in snowball fights unaware of my troubles. The more it snowed, the farther I walked from home the more I realized sadly it was time to head back. Tears began to fall hidden by the falling snow. I arrived back at the house and was greeted by that familiar wagging tail and frenzied yelps of joy. It seems Holly had unlike me seen how cold it was outside and doubled back to the comfort of the fire.

Jpoet7 ( @wordverse.me )

Have you forgotten about me
I thought you may have lost the key.

The one that always warmed my heart
Our lips would ripple slowly part.

Then you left without a word
Pierced me with that steely sword.

Tightly locked in your embrace
That code of love no longer trace.

Jpoet7

A few years ago I retired with family to a village in the West of Ireland.

Loughglinn my home

Luck was with me when I landed
Neighbours gathered open handed
A stranger dropped into their midst
Always willing to assist.

A change of lifestyle that’s for sure
Into an unfamiliar atmosphere
All apprehension soon dispelled
Belief in human nature upheld.

A village leaning to one side
Locals rightly beam with pride
Thankful now where I stand
Better than I ever planned.

Jpoet7 ( @wordverse.me )

Early morning walk in my village