Watching (revisited again)

4 of 12 in the ‘My very best’ series

I watched the sea, it did me proud
I smiled at it and laughed out loud
The waves they roared, I roared right back
As I wasn’t having any of that
Alone on the stone with sun and spray
On a fine and perfect Springtime day
On the shoreline with the crashing sounds
That filled the air and shook the ground
I shouted loud, could not be heard
Save by a high fly seagull bird
Green and blue the waters came
Crashed and turned and crashed again
Alone I stood and marvelled still
At those impressive seascape hills

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Photo – Jempics

Watching‘ was written in 1989, first published in May 2014 and reposted in April 2019.

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Fields of long summers II (part 5)

11 of 12 in the Jemverse summer 22 series ‘Melting Days’

Those fields of long summers I expect to remain
returning to them again and again
with more adventures to come in grass baked by the sun
and in old age have days filled with laughter and fun

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Photo – Jempics

This was originally the second verse of ‘Fields of long summers‘ published on Jemverse on 7 August 2015

Dogeaster Egghunt

In our garden every year
for as long as I recall
we've had a hunt at Easter
when children have a ball
eggs hidden in strange places
whoops and shouts of joy
all these years in passing
from three girls and a boy
But this year for a difference
I included dog treats too
as they are part of family
so it seemed the thing to do
Yes the children are all grown now
but tradition will not die
so we will just continue
as the years they pass us by

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Photo – Jempics

Tri-haiku XXXI (Daffodil Laughter)

A vibrant greeting
bursting in Springtime yellow
sunshine to my day

A splash of colour
to the monotone palette
of winter greyness

Daffodil laughter
brightens up most any day
Truly infectious

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Photo – Jempics

Here

The green, the breeze
the sky, the sea
here on the beach
and then there’s me
Grinning wide and
laughing loud
as living here
it does me proud

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Photo – Jempics

Sedoka week V (Thursday)

5 of 7

Shouting to the world
laughter grows and gathers pace
to turn back the growing tide
Softened by Springtime
Gentleness and comfort spreads
there with a warming embrace

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Photo – ‘Painter by Ferryboat’ – woodcut on paper – Yamada Basuke (©1930)

Sedoka is a japanese poetry form comprising 38 syllables spread over 6 non-rhyming lines with a syllabic sequence of 5,7,7, 5,7,7

Sedoka week IV (Wednesday)

4 of 7

Holding close that thought
the curl of a smile takes hold
and turns into laughter loud
there in the face of
menacing adversity
I stand proud and tall and firm

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Photo – ‘Painter by Ferryboat’ – woodcut on paper – Yamada Basuke (©1930)

Sedoka is a japanese poetry form comprising 38 syllables spread over 6 non-rhyming lines with a syllabic sequence of 5,7,7, 5,7,7

Sunshine shadow

Sunshine shadow
casts a glance
with nonchalance and whimsy
warming through the window
but outside still frail and flimsy

Sunshine shadow
gains in strength
now though as Springtime garners
new life from winter’s barren hands
for gardeners and farmers

Sunshine shadow
brings to me
a promise edged with laughter
which following the winter chill
is what we all are after

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Photo – Jempics

Seventh Waves

The breeze was a stiff one
but the sunshine was warm
down on the beach yesterday
And the sea was like turquoise
reflecting the sky
Quite lovely in every way

We walked on the shingle
and looked out to sea
counting the waves one by one
Laughs were caught by the wind
as each of us grinned
when the seventh big ones were done

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Photo – Jempics

In the garden with Chris

Sunday in the garden
with jazz and sun and beer
And family, conversation
pavlova and good cheer
Laughter on the Springtime air
from here this afternoon
We’ve been out since breakfast
and evening’s coming soon
But Chris Barber and his clarinet
still has a voice to hear
so we’ll all stay a little while
and have another beer

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Photo – Jempics

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