My Peaceful Seat

I’ve a seat in my garden
where I can sit in the sun
as it sets in the West
when the daytime is done
It’s just the birdsong and me
and the soft evening light
An admirable setting
to sit here and write

And when the words are all done
and my pen is quite still
I will sit and be peaceful
‘Til I’ve had my fill
It’s a wonderful place
and I’m grateful for it
My seat in the garden
in the sun where I sit

©Jemverse

Photo – light globe captured from my ‘peaceful’ seat – Jempics

Sunshine IV

Sometimes those sunshine moments
catch you unaware
when beams of warmth come calling
and find you waiting there
And you are in your element
as summer calls your name
The dulcet sound you’ve longed for
returns with life again

©Jemverse

Photo – the poet’s dog “Obi-wan Kinobi’ found by sunshine – Jempics

The song of Spring

I’m sitting in the sunshine
in my garden, it’s still March
But the song of Spring is here
with the blackbird and the larch
And it’s warm outside the breeze
in the shelter of this place
And you can see how much I love it
by the smile upon my face

I’ve been stuck inside too long
but the winter is now past
Outside is getting ready
and its warmer here at last
The spring brings zest and substance
with a fragrance on the breeze
which reminds me that the summer
will soon be mine to seize

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Springtime Cheer

It’s in my garden again
the yellow that speaks of the sun
Forsythia glory shouting aloud
that Springtime has begun

And the green is lusher too
Winter fades away
The grass upon my lawn suggests
it’ll soon be mowing day

The time for that will come
but for now the yellow’s here
Replacing all the winter blues
with lots of Springtime cheer

©Jemverse

Photo – March Forsythia yellow – Jempics

Winterberry Red

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Bright there in the sunshine
Winterberry red
A splash of colour painted
vivid and widespread

All along the road it grows
in every garden here
Serves to brighten up the day
at this time of year

©Jemverse

Too cold in the winter

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Neglected in winter
gets quite overgrown
Too cold to sit out there
grass stays unmown
Trees shed their leaves
and they fall to the ground
and because I’m not out there
they just lie around
And I know that I should
and one day I will
Just not today thank you
‘Cos I can’t stand the chill

©Jemverse

Secret Places

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It’s hidden by the railway line
unkempt for many years
and if the Signalman could see it now
he’s be reduced to tears
Once known as Railway Gardens
when the signal box was there
Nestled just behind the sign
that warned us “Trains – beware”

But like the age of steam before us
progress has its downside too
as the garden is untended
and hidden now from view
So it’s become a secret place
to which no-one will go
hidden by the railway line
where weeds and brambles grow

©Jemverse

See also ‘Railway Gardens‘ (published on Jemverse – 26/12/14)

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