The Wellington

Moored now at the Temple Stairs
where she’s been since forty-eight
The Wellington lies white and proud
A museum ship of late

Rescuing survivors
during World War two
Where she acted as an escort
in the Pacific ocean, blue

But now she lies serene, at rest
In London on the Thames
Where people get historic tours
in parties now and then

©Jemverse

Photo – (stock) HQS Wellington

The ‘Wellington’ is the last surviving example of a Second World War escort ship in Britain. For most of the war. she carried out convoy escort duties, steaming over 240,000 nautical miles, providing escort to 103 convoys and rescuing some 500 survivors from lifeboats. Since 1948 she’s been moored at Temple Stairs on the Thames and is now owned by ‘The Wellington Trust’. As the HQ of the Honourable Company of Master Mariners, she has been renamed ‘HQS Wellington’.

Tri-Haiku VI (Autumn)

Gold from the sunset
falls as such with autumn leaves
settling to the sea

A sea of crunching
Yellow, reds and gold are here
there beneath my feet

And just like the beach
this November paradise
Autumn comes again

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Out of Sync

Winter throws me out of sync
and I’m not sure where I am
I’m so used to the warmth you see
that I’m not sure that I can

And yet when in my brand new coat
with colours bold and strong
I’m brave enough to face the cold
and find a different song

So slowly I will find my vibe
as into sync I come
Marching to the winter cill
until the cold is done

©Jemverse

Photo – the author in his ‘winter beater’ coat from Quicksilver – Jempics

Poetic

Moody skies above the Thames
on early winter morn
I’d shiver in the brittle chill
save for the coat I’ve worn
But Tower Bridge beneath the blue
with massive skies right there
Is such to take my breath away
That I just had to share

You see, it’s simple, truth be told
when views like this I see
Words will follow, honed to verse
and then to poetry
For scenes like this, ‘poetic’
is the only thing to say
to encapsulate the moment
shared and captured by the day

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Tri-Haiku V (Red)

In fields of bright red
Rubies like treasures lie
Poppies in the sun

A blanket of red
Autumn from the many trees
Rubies on the ground

The red in the breeze
Falling down like crimson snow
Rubies to the wind

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Taken from three haikus published via #Jemverse on Instagram, November 2018

Monks House

Virginia belatedly
invited us today
to Monk’s House in East Sussex
down near Rodmell way
It was peaceful there, cathartic
A writer’s paradise
Where Virginia penned her novels
in a cottage which was nice

Nestled in the valley
the river Ouse nearby
Virginia and Leonard
lived together ’til they died
And today we went to visit
with the autumn sunshine bright
To see where she, those novels
was inspired to plot and write

©Jemverse

Photo – Monk’s House, Rodmell, East Sussex – Jempics

The writer Virginia Woolf and her husband, the political activist, journalist and editor Leonard Woolf, purchased Monks house in Rodmell in 1919. Virginia’s sister, the artist Vanessa Bell, lived at nearby Charleston Farmhouse in Firle from 1916, and though contrasting in style, both houses became important outposts of the Bloomsbury Group. The National Trust now operates the building as a writer’s house museum.

Within Easy Reach

There’s a cool autumn breeze
but it’s warm in the sun
So I’ve made my way back
to ‘One hundred and one’

Our beach hut haven
here on the beach
on my way home
and within easy reach

And yes I know that I’ve used
that very same line
many times over but
why not, ‘cos it rhymes?

And it captures familiar
for this place by the sea
when at all times of year
we can quite simply be

©Jemverse

Photo – Beach Hut 101, South Lancing Beach. Our haven – Jempics

Tri-Sussex

In May there is green
as we walk on these hills
and breathe in the air
as a cure for all ills

In August there’s ochre
as the harvest grows ripe
and these hills bring a smile
from the grumble and gripe

In December there’s white
and the snow on these hills
serves as reminder
that this is Sussex still

©Jemverse

Photo – The Sussex hills looking to Fulking Escarpment – Jempics

Chiaroscuro

Chiaroscuro to the painter
contrast captured to the eye
To the poet though, his words
capture light for you and I

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics (Early morning light capture, The Thames, London – looking to Tower Bridge – from Lower Thames Street pier).

Blessed II

It’s a quarter to six
and the sun’s sinking low
But it’s so lovely here
that I don’t want to go
So I’ll sit here a while
as the shadows grow long
to watch the sun set
to the ebbing tide’s song

And as temperatures drop
and the day disappears
I’ll watch the gold grow
with the salt from my tears
And I’ll bid it farewell
as it fades to the west
from my vantage point here
on the beach where I’m blessed

©Jemverse

Photo – October sunset on South Lancing Beach at the tail end of summer 2018 – Jempics

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