Just sayin.

They watch as boats of children
Across the channel go
We watch while eating caviar
Sipping room chilled grape Pinot.

We live upon this planet
A universe apart
One drenched in mans unwanted waste
One in the elegance of art.

we could sit down together
Speak a language we both know
Maybe then just maybe
Meet as friends-not as foe.

Jpoet7 ( @wordverse.me )

The humble crow

I saw a crow sat in the grass
As black as black can be
It flew with feathers flying
It was stung by a wasp you see.

A murder of crows were pecking
Upon a motorway
A juggernaut came speeding
They upped and flew away.

Crusts of bread like magnets
Entice them from the trees
Like pollen in the springtime
Attracts the honeybees.

Jpoet7

Smile

Sometimes a light flickers
Magnifying the goodness within
Injecting hope and inspiration
Listen to its lesson
Enjoy the laughter that ensues.

Jpoet7 ( @wordverse.me )

There’s always a box to fill

Cobwebs clouded the dark room dangling eerily from the creaking wooden rafters. My dimly lit torch picked up a large trunk in the corner.
The hinges squeaking, creaking as I lifted the heavy lid smothering me with dust. A musty smell often experienced upon entering old bookshops filled the air. I picked up the first book that came to hand. The opening line read “ if you rest you rust “. How appropriate I thought as I eyed the assorted bric -a-brac scattered all around. A toy train, spinning top. Then my brain began to hop from childhood cheers, teenage fears, adult years, joys, tears. If only I had known the truth that fears I felt while in my youth were nothing to be fearful of, just a Learning curve of life and love. Would life have been so different, everyday an education, a step into the unknown. A new year beckons, more memories to gather dust in my new crawl space of an attic. You won’t fit much up there they said as the light from the torch reflected-silver dust streaming across an empty space. I smiled.
Jpoet7 ( @wordverse.me )

A note for New Year’s Eve

I’ve little love for New Year’s Eve
All messages we do receive
From people we don’t really know
Smiling shaking hands for show.

Life for some is not that kind
So let’s just keep that in mind
Show a little empathy
A kindness that should always be.

Greet of course-say hello
Make sure that when you go
You leave a mark of understanding
A note of trust without commanding.

Happy new year.
Jpoet7 ( @wordverse.me )

Faux fur and labels

It’s awhile since I’ve been to a wedding
Guests dressed in dickies and bows
All seated at separate tables
With people that nobody knows.

They sit there in faux fur and labels
Sip brandies from a wine glass
Think they are better than others
That their neighbours are just second class.

Don’t be that one Who sniggers
Laughs at other’s expense
Be someone who stands up and is counted
And comes to another’s defence.

Jpoet7 (@wordverse.me )

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 ) ©