Linger

Propping up dry stone walls
Waiting ‘till the church bell calls
Pinstripe pressed – shiny shoes
Ladies in mantillas muse.

Sunday palms – Somber psalms
Wicker basket – collecting alms
long sermon – heaved sighs
Tired hungry – baby cries.

In a churchyard – congregate
Discussing problems of the state
Linger for a little while
Speak of all things mercantile.

Creamy pints lined up waiting
Singing, smiling, articulating
Time for just another one
Before the spuds are done.

Jpoet7 ( #doolan317 ) ( @wordverse.me )

Before the ecosystem twisted

I watched it as it trundled past
Through a silent station
My mind settled – it’s rocking motion
Taking me to another world
Where people populated streets
Shoppers shopped for shiny shoes
Christmas queues made the news
Commuters crammed in traffic jams
Securing their turkey hams
Children gazed – windows grande
Choirs sang of a holy land
Parcels, presents smiling faces
Kissing cheeks-warm embraces
By a beach on balmy days
An audience in theatres – plays
Normality as it once existed
Before the ecosystem twisted.

Jpoet7 ( #doolan317 ) ( @wordverse.me )

Sonnet 1 For Mother’s Day

Always a smile
Eyes open embrace;
Elegance, style,
Patience, humour, grace;
So welcoming, warm,
Kindness abloom;
A port in a storm,
Lights love in a room;
A door always open,
To one and all;
Advice sometimes unspoken,
A space in a squall;
We remember her well,
Not goodbye but farewell.

Jpoet7 ( #doolan317 ) ( @worddverse.me )

Do not listen to their snubs
Or their snide hurtful rubs
There are changes you can make
But let them be for your own sake.

For goodness comes from within
And your life would then begin
To flourish like the flower you are
Time right now to raise the bar.

Take a step – climb that ladder
How high up it doesn’t matter
The one thing left for you to do
Just believe that you are you.

Jpoet7 ( #doolan317 ) ( @wordverse.me )

Look into a garden
Amazing things to see
Snowdrops – tulips – daffodils
Buds upon a tree.

Varieties of nature
Too numerous to mention
Pearly petals peeking
Looking for attention.

For spring will turn a corner
When life begins to thrive
Fiery – fresh – fragrant
Inhale – exhale – survive.

Jpoet7 ( #doolan317 ) ( @wordverse.me )

A world lost to social contact.

As I look back in wonder
at all that’s gone before
homeward bound at sunset
You waiting at the door.

happy times were garnished
by laughter, smiling faces
tumbling in green meadows
Young lovers warm embraces.

a childhood filled with happiness
a world of wondrous ways
Never in a stupor
or a maze malaise.

Through a window I can spy Daily life pass quickly by
Silence through a tinted pane
Just a step beyond the rain.

A tear that at times trickles
Tracing through wizened lines
A world lost to social contact
As my time with you declines.

Jpoet7 ( #doolan317 ) ( @wordverse.me )

In the West of Ireland

Discard the role of the parasite

Remembering those days of Spring
When we heard a robin sing
Time to rise – meet the day
Up – out without delay.

There were always things to do
To the park – visit the Zoo
Have a picnic by the beach
Now it all seems out of reach.

Suddenly our world has changed
Our whole mindset rearranged
No more hugging or embracing
Our facial masks – now encasing.

Time has come to sit and listen
How our rivers – guffaw – glisten
Whispering’s high in the trees
Humble humming bumble bees.

For nature nurture’s life – renewed
A lesson which we should include
As we step into the light
Discard the role of the parasite.

Jpoet7 ( #doolan317 ) ( @wordverse.me )

Squinting windows

There are people in this world you’ll find
Inward thinking small of mind
Peeking out of squinting blinds
Scribbling notes on what they find
Worried at what others do
Pass remarks on me and you.
Growing old with wrinkled face
No companion in their space
Lonely, bitter, isolated
Lack of love, full of hatred.
Open up those curtains wide
See what’s on the other side
Maybe there’s a sweet surprise
If only they opened up their eyes.

Jpoet7 ( #doolan317 ) ( @wordverse.me )