Sunshine Bright

Dawning bright, I know you well
you are a friend of mine
Always welcome, never shunned
the warming bright sunshine
I smile upon your dazzling face
I squint into your glare
And always come alive a bit
whenever you are there

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

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Summer’s End

I’m told that come September
England’s summer’s at an end
But I’m not ready yet, I’ll tell you
To say goodbye to my good friend
And I’m pretty sure the sunshine
Is having none of that
As the heat I felt at lunchtime
Made it clear where it was at

Yes, the days are shorter
And the nights are drawing in
But there’s promise there a-plenty
That Septembers’ still to bring
Plenty more yet still of that
Warmth we hold so dear
Until the autumn’s cooler days
And the winter chill is here

©Jemverse

Photo – Standen House Gardens, Sussex, in September – Jempics

The green and the grey

The prevailing Sou’Westerly’s blowing quite hard
with white horses out there today
Its cooler but the view from the beach
is great with the green and the grey

There’s an edge of a storm out there in the wild
that the sea will tickle and coax
And a fleck of moisture on the wind in my face
throws into the mix a few soaks

But I don’t mind a bit for there’s laughter right here
teased out by a very good friend
Who knows me much better than I can ever return
and who always wins in the end

©Jemverse

Photo – the sea from ‘The Perch’, Lancing Beach, Sussex, UK – Jempics

Allure

The allure of the ocean
calls often to me
whenever I’m taken
away from the sea
So I have to return
as one does for a friend
as its magic and beauty
has no limit or end

And looking out to the waves
as I stand on the shore
I know that I’ll always
come back here for more

©Jemverse

Photo – Shoreham beach, West Sussex – Jempics

Sunshine III

Sunshine is my solace
and a tonic for my soul
It reminds me who I really am
and helps to keep me whole

Sunshine breathes new life in me
and I can never have my fill
For as a child of summer
I will pander to it still

Sunshine is my kinship
and will always be a friend
And I would be in heaven
if the summer had no end

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Surfcall

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Sun on water
Surf a flat white
The beach as ever
A wonderful sight
Wavelets turning
Watch them fall
The sea in movement
With its call
Draws me in
And to its sound
I am as ever
Duty bound
For sea and surf
Are part of me
And I am one
Beside the sea

©Jemverse

Photo – flat surf, low tide, Shoreham beach – Jempics

The poet’s dog

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Curled up in a ball
and sleeping as I write
My faithful hound called ‘Obi’
is a lovely sight
He’s really happy snoozing
whilst I find words to say
But now and then looks up at me
to make sure I’m okay
So as a sort of accolade
with a cheer and little clap
I’ll write this poem for him
‘Cos he’s a lovely little chap

©Jemverse

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