Mother’s Day 2022

On Mother's Day no flowers to give
for mine has passed away
no chocolates or special treats
to spoil her on this day
But though with tinge of sadness
I recall the life she had
the happiness and laughter
there means I am mostly glad
And her passing was a blessing
when her eight decades they ended
for by grace before pandemic she
to better place transcended
So despite the fact it's three years gone
since Mum, you passed away
I'll raise a glass and with you smile
on this your Mother's Day

©Jemverse

Photo – Ruth Eunice Shrimpton (was Croucher, nee Dainton) 1931-2019

When it’s found

For me it's usually in the sun
when summer's kissed the sky
and I'm down upon the beach
where slow seas quietly lie
But it can be most anywhere
just need wide open eyes
so you will spot it when it's found
and not be that surprised
Having said that when you find it
that 'je ne sais quoi' there
is always quite surprising
and may catch you unaware
for sometimes it's illusive
biding time for when it's right
as when it's found it's always
there quite evident in sight

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Field of fun

I'm back here in my favourite field
drifting circles in the wind
my little ears all streamlined
as my jowls assume a grin
for this is my enjoyment
my happy time and more
running free for ages
cool earth beneath my paws
My humans shiver in the chill
but I just run and run
as I'm here in my element
in this my field of fun

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Supermarket daffodils

A splash of vibrant yellow
on the table brought a grin
reminded us of summer 
from this winter place we're in
Supermarket daffodils
several weeks ahead of Spring
have no sense of timing
yet encourage us to sing
And we two there in unison
a fine voice raised aloud
to join in with the yellow
of this happy vibrant crowd

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Happy Place

First time to London
in two years or more
all Crouchers together
for good times galore
So this morning we all
are up with the lark
for coffee and toast
before we embark

We're heading for South Bank
Tate Modern no less
as we've all missed the vibe
we will freely confess
The company jocund
the excitement complete
we can barely contain
and keep still in our seat

Just an hour and a bit
on the train beforehand
when we all meet for breakfast
before the tour grand
And then we'll be back
in that greatest of space
Tate Modern on South Bank
our most happy place

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

I ran and I ran

There was ice in my field
round the tree in the middle
most of it solid
but some of it brittle
But I didn’t mind ‘cos
the ground it was firm
so my paws found their grip
with less squither and squirm
And I ran and I ran
my ears all at random
exploring three acres
in sheer joy abandon
And my humans they laughed
clapping hands with a cheer
for although it was cold
it was Obi’s place here
So I ran round some more
quite as happy as they
as this place is fantastic
What more can I say?

©Jemverse

Me (Obi) running in my field [Photo – Jempics (one of my humans)]

With all that you read here

It didn’t trouble Wordsworth
or Longfellow or Dahl
as I’m sure when they were writing
you would never hear a snarl

So I won’t let it trouble me
for there is much in life
to write some joyful lines about
avoiding all the strife

So here to make that very point
though I’ll need to be quite snappy
are several lines to bring a smile
and leave you feeling happy

For that will be my motto
as we enter twenty-one
to by my poet’s gift ensure
each day I bring some fun

And yes I know that out there is
a lot to bring a tear
so you’ll find only those of joy
with all that you read here

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics (Stationary brings me joy – particularly new books to write my daily poems in. These three are from Venice in Italy)

Keeping happy

Sunshine’s out there bright and high
warm and always shining
So, resolute, I’m joining it and
stopping all the whining
As safely in my garden I can
keep at social distance
yet be outside enjoying life
and sunshine at this instance
So that is what I’m going to do
today and make it snappy
tidying up the garden and
as always keeping happy

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Tri-haiku XXII (drifting)

The joy of being
on holiday and at ease
Days pass slowly by

As relaxation
finds me in my element
Cock-a-hoop abounds

Merging together
the days pass without a care
And find me drifting

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

[Tri-haiku is a Jemverse thing; triplets of haiku strung together to a theme. The old English phrase ‘cock-a-hoop’ originates from sometime in the 14th century; it means to be ecstatically happy]

My contentment

I sit in the sunshine
the hours pass me by
just watching the sea
‘neath the blue of the sky
There’s no one else here
I’m completely alone
Just the sound of the sea
on a beach that’s my own

This is my contentment
and with paper and pen
I will sit here for hours
and write now and then
There are no interruptions
just the seagulls and me
on a beach here in Sussex
by the blue of the sea

©Jemverse

Photo – looking onto South Lancing Beach from inside beach hut 101 – Jempics

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