( to Janet F )

A stranger passes
(To Janet F. )

At times it’s difficult
to trace a heart behind a face
a beauty that’s within
Just layers beneath the skin.

A person you might meet
a stranger she will greet
a kindness just to show
to a face she does not know.

Upon those lips a smile
that glistens so with style
a helping hand extends
as if we were dear friends.

Oh that we all be such
So much more a common touch
Instead of crying of your woes
be kind to anyone who goes.

JPOET7 ( @wordverse.me )

A special dream of love tonight

wake up feeling warm, bright

all your troubles washed away

keeping negative thoughts at bay

energised, breathing in

nightmares thrown into a bin

eagerly see what could be

days filled with positivity.

Turning to a brand new page

only laughter to engage.

Altogether happy place.

Nagging thoughts all locked away

eager to begin the day

walk away from those who judge.

Drift into a happy state

allow yourself to drop that weight

with the help of those around

new horizons will be found.

JPOET7 ( @wordverse.me )

Poetry day Ireland : theme. There will be time.

There will be time enough to visit

beaches, forests, mountains climb

perhaps notice all the benefits

of nature’s private time.

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soul searching in your solitude

exercising that grey matter

speaking on the internet

some virtual pitter patter.

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Pristinely painted premises

polished glasses, empty wine

weight watchers on the sideline

many months of quarantine.

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In a world of many changes

remembering lessons learned

be faithful to your conscience

showing others more concern.

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JPOET7 ( @wordverse.me )

A blackbird with her golden beak

into the earth a worm did seek

flying back onto her nest

a morsel to her young digest.

A brood of hungry chicks to feed

fighting for their prey

little beaks wide open

to live another day.

For all the joys of nature

It’s simple, sweetest sound blackbirds in the morning

birdsong all around.

JPOET7 ( @wordverse.me )