Good Cheer

I've probably said it and written it down
in a poem I've crafted before
Repetition aside though, I'll say it again
as this is what writing is for
A message in words with a syntax to flow
off the tongue as one reads it aloud
which as poet and wordsmith fills me with a joy
of which (I might add) I am proud

For if by that measure the message I bring
is revealed and remembered and lived
my purpose as poet to fruition is come
delivered to you by this gift
And freely that's given, I've no restraint there
as my role is custodian here
for the words that I craft to verse which I leave
has one purpose - to bring you good cheer

©Jemverse

Image – Jempics library

New pen II

A new pen in my poet's hand
always brings a joy
something it has always done
since I was just a boy
It's all about the tactile
and the way the ink just flows
that makes me want to write and 
see how to the page it goes

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Three Thousand

Three thousand poems published
since Jemverse came to be
on WordPress as a daily blog
in two thousand and fourteen
Just over eight years, April last
I started sharing wide
the poems I had written
for in others to confide
and since then it's grown to passion
something that's a part of me
which, with Jemverse as the outlet
I can let you people see

©Jemverse

[For more about ‘Jemverse‘ read the bio, penned at the blog’s first anniversary in April 2015]

One thousand days

Today is the one thousandth day
I have published this site
a thousand days of Jemverse
and the poems that I write
consecutive one thousand
I am quite proud of that
something for the repertoire
a Jemverse 'coup d'etat'

©Jemverse

Although I’ve been writing poetry for over half a century, it was only in April 2014 that I started posting daily online via the Jemverse Wordpress blog. Since then there’s only been a few days here and there when I haven’t posted something I’ve written. But, since the start of the pandemic, there’s been no break at all. Here’s to the next thousand!

Surprise

So as I sit here writing poems
casting my life into words
capturing nuance as it transpires
from mundane to the absurd
for this it is my passion
a thing I've always done
never still my pen has been
since I was just begun
and long my it continue
for my essence in here lies
always finding things to say
to bring joy and yes, surprise

©Jemverse

Photo – Sally Croucher (edited)

Something Jack said

"Are you still writing each day"
Jack said and I grinned
for when wouldn't I
like the blow of the wind
For winds are like breathing
I need them to live
and craft them to lines
the syntax to give
The writing my solace
my 'raison d'être'
and the rest you all know
with my poems right there

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Walking Days

Around about this time of year
in ones now in the past
my mind has turned to walking
with my brother for a blast
Together we have wandered
many miles o'er many hills
mostly here in Sussex
with the pleasure all that fills

And there will be a time again
when we venture out once more
to follow paths we know so well
and have traversed before
My heart is there a-hankering
for those happy days again
when I can go out walking
with my brother and my friend

But I'm also quite content to wait
until it's safe and free
when we can walk with confidence
my brother Dave and me
And that will be very special
something to look forward to
Once more out there walking
doing what we love to do

 

©Jemverse

Photo – Jem and Dave Croucher on the South Downs Way, Sussex, UK

Days

Days I can throw wide abandon
open the window and sing
breathing in deep the fresh morning air
warmed by the sunshine of Spring

Such as these made for enrichment
filling us each with sublime
for spring to the step and joy to the heart
in which we all are entwined

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Prolific

Prolific? Me? I hardly think
and yet I guess that’s true
as writing poems every day
is something that I do
A little snapshot of my life
Something every day
as there’s so much of it to see
and so much here to say
So I’ll just keep on writing
as I can’t stop you see
for it’s a special passion
and completely part of me

©Jemverse

Photo – me, writing – Bezann Photography

Days Passing

These days each day is similar
but I don’t really mind
as there is much to occupy
and fill them all I find
I rise at four when it’s still dark
and spend an hour writing
updating all my poetry blogs
which I find quite exciting
Then weekdays I will work through two
on my window to the world
my laptop there connected
for daily tasks unfurled

Which always leaves me afternoons
when I can have a rest
and do the things I love to do
when days are at their best
Fillings’ not a problem
and I am never bored
for there’s so much to occupy
with all that life has stored
Upstairs I can sit down and play
a game on my Playstation
or in the front room lose myself
in films with fascination

On the middle floor our bedroom
is best for the sunlight
so I might spend some time in there
with books for my delight
And sometimes with some music
I will simply sit and smile
soaking up the sounds
in my best chair for a while
Yes each days these days are similar
but I couldn’t ask for more
as each affords a mystery
of what next waits in store

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

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