A frosty start to the day in Dublin’s Botanic Gardens.




A poetic licence to experiment
A frosty start to the day in Dublin’s Botanic Gardens.




Why not make today a special one
Do not complain go have some fun
Open up a brand new door
New adventures to explore .
In that mirror crack a smile
With all your worries, reconcile.
Fears placed back into a drawer
Locked inside for evermore.
With confidence make your way
A loving nature do display
Remember every kind remark
Could be a stranger’s vital spark.
Jpoet7 ( @wordverse.me )
He was a London trader
Who dealt in novelties
To all who stopped to visit
His banter was to please
They thought they got a bargain
Wrapped up with a smile
But when they found it was a dud
He had moved on to Argyle.
Jpoet7 ( @wordverse.me )

His voice had a menacing tone
An unknown number on the phone
Alone, she tensed a fear inside
In her mind nowhere to hide.
Imagination running wild
Shaken like a frightened child
A perfect life now torn apart
By a stranger without a heart.
Words can be a powerful force
An educational fine resource
Be careful how you use your voice
For good or evil you have that choice.
Jpoet7 ( @wordverse.me )
History frozen in colors grand
Portrait drawn by artists hand
Pictures of how life had been
Ancestors remembered never seen.
Hanging now in dusty frames
Ghostly faces forgotten names
A past that we should not forget
Ignore our history, now regret.
Climb into our family tree
Familial traces you may see
Surprised at what you may find
From a simple picture in your mind.
Jpoet7 ( @wordverse.me )
You haven’t been here in an age
I’ve been checking on your page
Feeling lonely deep inside
My access to your site denied.
Lost, alone, unloved, rejected
Wi Fi cut so disconnected
Will I have to venture out
Stretch my legs go walkabout.
Draw the blinds, see the light
Speak to people, be polite
Or maybe even exercise
I think I’ll just sit here fossilise.
Jpoet7 ( @wordverse.me )

