My Window

Sitting here in sunlight
at my window to the world
Watching as another day
is bit by bit unfurled
It’s peaceful here and seldom
will I glance to see below
A passer by or traffic
drifting by my house you know
For mostly I am working
or writing in my book
Oblivious to life outside
save for the furtive look

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

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Mother Nature’s Gifting

With yellow sky, the sunset
was something to behold
A panoramic spectacle
tinged with flecks of gold

Late October wonder
above the river there
Provided a rare moment
to simply stop and stare

For here was special beauty
unequivocal and free
Mother Nature’s gifting
through her generosity

©Jemverse

Photo – sunset over the Adur river valley, Old Shoreham, 27 October 2017 – Jempics

Rhymer

A poem each day
which time after time
find words which together
fit well and then rhyme
It’s the art of the poet
a gift some would say
and something which I
publish here every day

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Mind’s Eye Pictures II

What is it with words
that by cause or by guile
Serve day by day
to give reason to smile?

As it’s said that a picture
says more than a word
which often rings true
when emotion is stirred

So what if like here
there’s no picture to show?
What then for the reader
and how would they know?

It’s then that mind’s eye
with which readers see
what it is that the writer
would wish here to be

Something for emotion
that stirs in the soul
A happy though shared
to help make you whole

©Jemverse

Yellow Moggy

I spied a yellow moggy
in the sunshine yesterday
Parked outside Emmaus
Looking pretty good I’d say

Born in nineteen seventy-one
She’s forty-six years old
which for a car is something
with a colour quite so bold

And this was her original
as the dashboard does attest
Vibrant here and lovely
still looking at her best

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

‘Emmaus’ is a UK based charity working together to end homelessness. The first community was founded in France in 1949 by Father Henri-Antoine Groues (better known as ‘Abbe Pierre’). The Morris Minor featured in the poem (and pic) became affectionately known by the nickname ‘Moggy’. This one has a ‘K’ registration plate from 1971

Virginia’s bid for glory

Virginia’s changed her colour
and gone on a crash diet
Her body has diminished
but she’s keeping far from quiet

From green to red her foliage
with vibrancy remains
Her bid for autumn’s glory
with five leaves red she claims

And I rather think she’ll win it
The crown belongs to her
For here is simple beauty
I’m certain you’ll concur

©Jemverse

Photo – Parthenocissus Quinquefolia (aka Virginia Creeper) – Jempics

Snapshot

Once more I am waiting
on a station, it’s dark
It’s been a long day
and I was up with the lark

There’s a train in the distance
to take me back home
so I caught its arrival
right there on my phone

Insignificant? Yes
A small chunk of life
but it’s taking me back
to my dog and my wife

And I’m grateful for that
as small things like this
bring me a little more
joy and some bliss

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

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