First IX

9 of 12 in the Jemverse series ’12 months III’

On our wall there hangs a Hockney
A print we hold so dear
as with its vibrant colour
always brings us lots of cheer

And as Hockney loves a hawthorn
it seemed appropriate to say
that the colour in the hedgerows now
is the one that is of May

White of course in Springtime
Berries bright and red come fall
There’s something in the flower of May
to please both one and all

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Twelve months five

No.10 of 12 in the Jemverse ’12 months’ series

On our wall there hangs a Hockney
print we bought at Tate last year
which with its bright strong colour
brings us constant cheer

And as Hockney loves a Hawthorn
it seemed appropriate to say
that the colour in the hedgerows now
are the birth flowers of May

White of course in Springtime
berries bright and red come fall
there’s something in the flower of May
to please both one and all

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

This is 10 in a series of 12 poems written for and published on the 1st of every month for a year. See also Twelve Months Eight, Twelve Months Nine, Twelve Months Ten, Twelve Months Eleven , Twelve Months Twelve , Twelve Months One,  Twelve Months Two , Twelve Months Three and Twelve Months Four.

Jolly Early

It’s awfully jolly early
to be up on a weekend
But we’re off (us two) to London
to visit an old friend
And as we’re paid up members
we get an early special tour
There before the crowds get in
what our membership is for

So we left the house at five o’clock
caught the red-eye up the line
At Victoria just after seven
just at breakfast time
Then a quick tube down to Pimlico
for David Hockney at the Tate
arriving a bit early
as we don’t like being late

Later on we’ll take the boat
down the Thames a little way
Tate Modern down on Southbank
getting there around midday
And then when we have had our fill
of both galleries I guess
that we’ll partake of something nice
at a restaurant no less

Still later we might take a stroll
by the riverbank a while
Taking in the city sights
for around about a mile
And finally we’ll catch a tube
on the District/Circle line
Leaving London in mid afternoon
to get home by suppertime

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After Hockney

I thought of Hockney
on Beeding Hill
hawthorn in blossom
and beautiful still
The little white flowers
exuberant here
bright in the sunshine
at this time of year

And though in the valley
it’s Sussex I see
The essence of Yorkshire
encapsulates me
And I see in an instant
what to David they meant
as hawthorn in blossom
from heaven is sent

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Pleasure

We brought a David Hockney print
and hung it on the wall
An early Christmas present
to be admired by one and all
It’s from a London retrospective
at the Royal Academy
to which just under four years past
we went, my wife and me

Called ‘The Bigger Picture’
the exhibition was
all about the landscapes
from the Yorkshire Wolds because
they deserve such recognition
so wonderful are they
and to us an inspiration
on that very special day

Our print is aptly titled as
“The arrival of the Spring”
and feature forest down in Woodgate
under Mr Hockney’s wing
It reality it’s massive
(thirty-one feet wide)
But our print’s a little smaller
so we could fit it here inside

It’s a joy to have a picture
which brings pleasure by the day
A thing of special beauty
to keep the blues at bay
And to us this David Hockney
with its capture of the Spring
encapsulates the essence
joy and pleasure seek to bring

©Jemverse

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