I’m everything

I’m dancing. I’m rhythm
I’m words on a page
I’m pen and I’m words
from a poet and sage

I’m flowing and form
I’m stanza and verse
I’m meaning and substance
from design and yes, terse

I’m everything pleasure
I’m zest and I’m joy
I’m not holding back
from affection or coy

I’m abundance and spirit
I’m the words that you read
I’m a song that needs singing
from a longing and need

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

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A poet through and through

And now at last it’s quiet
Just the ticking of the clock
and the humming of the fridge
Little here for me to knock
So before I climb the stairs
and get the rest my body needs
My pen must get to paper
as some inspiration pleads

A few more words to capture
how I’m feeling at this time
sitting here at ten o’clock
to write a little rhyme
It’s part of what I really am
a poet through and through
So when the need write is there
I dare not that eschew

©Jemverse

Photo – ‘A poet through and through’ in the making, January 23 2018 – Jempics

Oasis of Lovely

Amongst the towering walls of glass
the concrete and the steel
a sculpture hanging in the trees
is calming and genteel

Some will pass it unaware
heads buried in the sand
looking at the mobile glow
they carry in their hand

But some will see it hanging there
and pause a little while
to ponder at its meaning
and allow time for a smile

©Jemverse

Photo – tree sculpture on Euston Road, London – Jempics

When we write

2 of 5 in the Jemverse ‘Poets’ series

In the small hours I sat
with my pen and I wrote
for the words were just flowing
and worthy of note
And they weren’t telling stories
at least, not ones of fiction
yet their eloquence still
came alive with their diction

And gave me a mission
I just had to commit
to the paper before me
with a whim and a wit
Words of a poet
with his art in the night
as such is the challenge
we have when we write

©Jemverse

2 in a series of 5 poems written about poetry for poets. Photo – Jempics.

Pleasing words

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The simplicity
of pleasing words
crafted

into poetry
Ever written, never
mastered.

©Jemverse

Life in words

I like writing poems
I write one every day
‘Cos there’s lots in life to write about
and it’s nice to have a say
I’ll write about the sunshine
and I’ll write about the sea
I’ll write about ‘most anything
and sometimes simply me

I have words describing places
and the music that I hear
and the people that I daily meet
and sometimes share a beer
So I’m sure to always have to hand
a book and yes, a pen
‘Cos words can come at any time
and I’m never certain when

©Jemverse

Puddle of words

Puddle-like upon the page
my words would not conform
But when I mixed them up a bit
they started to take form

I jumped in there and made a splash
the words went everywhere
then puddle-like they came right back
and gave me form to share

I scooped them up and threw them
and like rain they fell on me
Refreshed then in a moment
They became my poetry

©Jemverse

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