Christmas secret

I’m working on a secret
for the Christmas holiday
Industrious with envelopes
in a mysterious way

No-one knows the secret
It’s safe up in my head
and lips are sealed as rumour
like a Chinese whisper spreads

I’m working on a secret
that will quite soon be known
and the box will then be open
with all its contents shown

Revealing yet more secrets
in envelopes all sealed
Riddles to be broken
before the treasure is revealed

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics [This is the ‘Farjabox’ (my children call me ‘Farj’ in production. Designed on the premise of an ‘escape room’, the 8 puzzles leading to the eventual treasure are all contained within a locked case. I reckon it’ll take them a couple of hours to solve on Christmas Eve afternoon]

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

Autumn’s Glory

It’s lovely in St James’ Park
around this time of year
As all the trees are turning
now the autumn time is here
It’s golden everywhere I look
with leaves upon the ground
Autumn’s glory captured
in the treasure here I’ve found

©Jemverse

 

To keep and hold

There is never a time
when a visit is not
unrewarding for me
whether chilly or hot
It is always refreshing
a pleasure and more
For there are always the
treasures along the seashore
Precious stones for the finding
to keep and to hold
The richness of beauty
far better than gold
And I have many of these
found there over time
Each one given home
as they became mine
Stones with a hole
through which I can see
Each wonderful finds
I trust you’ll agree

©Jemverse

Pictures II

Do you have a picture
one close to your heart
Capturing a moment
from which you cannot part?
Perhaps it looks like mine
though I have many, truth be told
Ones I will keep with me
Until I’m very old

They capture special moments
and I feel them every one
Some started many years ago
and some have just begun
Yet all of them are precious
and completely part of me
Pictures bringing substance
to a treasured memory

©Jemverse

 

Winter – sedoka

As winter takes hold
Autumn fades to memory
with a tinge of sadness there

Yet with the winter
Crystalline treasures return
and we are richer for that

©Jemverse

Day 3 of 7 in the Jemverse ‘Six Lines’ event – a sedoka a day for 7 days.

A Sedoka is an unrhymed poem of Japanese origin comprising two three-lined Katauta. A Sedoka has a syllabic sequencing of 5/7/7, 5/7/7.

Rubies

Surrounded by red
Rubies more precious than gold
Such treasure have I

©Jemverse

Treasure to save

Autumn’s come early it seems as the Spring
was quite wet this year and then
the summer that followed was generally dry
and hot most days once again

It’s only September and summer remains
with sunshine that’s warm every day
But there’s gold in the trees which is lovely to see
and paints a good picture I’d say

For now though I’m hoping the sunshine remains
extending the summer we’ve seen
With gold in the trees adding treasure to save
to the riches replacing the green

©Jemverse
[22.9.16]

Malaga I

Boarding our Dreamliner
Thompson did us proud
For we had extra legroom
and the engines weren’t too loud
The outbound flight as always
thrilled us to the core
England disappearing
through the window there we saw
And just two hours later
as we woke up from a snooze
The wheels touched down in Malaga
for our Iberian Treasures cruise

©Jemverse

 

[‘Malaga I’ is 2 of 14 in the Jemverse ‘Iberian Treasures’ series]

  1. Departures (29/8/16)
  2. Malaga I (30/8/16)
  3. Gibraltar (31/8/16)
  4. Gibraltar II (1/9/16)
  5. All at sea (2/9/16)
  6. Lounging (3/9/16)
  7. Three sixty degree sea (4/9/16)
  8. Vigo (5/9/16)
  9. Atlantic Surge (6/9/16)
  10. In from the fog (7/9/16)
  11. Terracotta Rooftiles (8/9/16)
  12. Lisbon 36 (9/9/16)
  13. Seville (10/9/16)
  14. Malaga II (11/9/16)

Ruby Red

Last summer I found rubies
They’d been kissed by the sun
They were so beautiful
and second to none
Growing there in abundance
in a meadowland field
A patch of pure treasure
from the sun’s warming yield

I laughed loud when I found them
as the pleasure was rare
Finding richness of beauty
just growing wild there
So I’m hoping this year
they’ll be back there once more
For more riches to find
and admire and adore

©Jemverse

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