Today

3 of 3 in the ‘Day’ series from Jemverse

Today I will probably work for a while
I’ll start about eight I would think
But first I’ll sit here and look at the world
as I’ve still some more coffee to drink

It’s raining today and the sky is all grey
yet still with hardly a breeze
But from the way that people are dressed up out there
I’ll not venture out lest I freeze

Today I will probably stay warm indoors
I’ll listen to music and smile
cosy and snuggled and comfy and home
where I’m happy to stay for a while

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Every day

2 of 3 in the ‘Day’ series from Jemverse

By my window of a morning
when my blogs have been updated
I will sit here with my coffee
’til my mind is satiated

For there’s one thing I like to do
before I start my day
Commit to paper a few lines
in my own special way

It doesn’t have to be that long
a few short words suffice
But the commitment is cathartic
and a pleasure which is nice

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Photo – Jempics

Another day

1 of 3 in the ‘Day’ series from Jemverse

Fragile the fading
light slips quietly away
Yet, though mournful I pine
it is a sentiment embroidered
with the wonder of hope
Precious in the knowledge that
tomorrow is another day

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Photo – Jempics

The Light

In this chill air, this morning
when the light has just begun
I shiver in the sunshine
for the night is barely done

In this warm air, this noontime
with the light is in full swing
I bathe in the full sunshine
with the warmth that it will bring

In this cool air, this evening
when the light begins to fade
I recollect the sunshine
as the shadows grow to shade

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

The hope from flattened light

On a grey day, light flattens
to North or East or South or West
the brightness that sun and blue skies bring
on a grey day is suppressed

Yet I am still hopeful
as to South or West or North or East
the brightness that sun and blue skies bring
lies waiting for my eyes to feast

©Jemverse

Tri-Tanka III (light)

Yes, it is morning
But time clings to night time still
and my pen falters
Caught between a moment there
the clarity hides behind

Daylight hides away
Its face obscured by darkness
and my pen falters
Unsure of the words that come
and can their truth be trusted

The beauty shines through
A small pink of light lurking
Confident my pen
Finds the words and hold them true
as a torch in the darkness

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Chiaroscuro

Chiaroscuro to the painter
contrast captured to the eye
To the poet though, his words
capture light for you and I

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics (Early morning light capture, The Thames, London – looking to Tower Bridge – from Lower Thames Street pier).

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