The most magical

I am the first thought
flowing to paper as the
poet sees the yellow
of a morning sky outside

I am the first breath
as a night of slumber ends
and rejuvenation leaps
to inspiration for the new

I am the 'je ne sais quoi'
a spark of something not quite there
hovering on the brink of
the most magical

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

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Morning?

It's been said that the darkness
with the moon in the sky
speaks of the night time
though morning is nigh
Not that you'd know for
there's no light in sight
not even an inkling
in the blackness of night
Yet what is that glow
in the east very feint?
Yes, that is the the day
though at present it ain't!

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Of mornings and writers revisited

1 of 12 in ‘The of…’ series from Jemverse 2022

It's a time when the writer
finds words which just flow
when inspiration has tangible
substance you know
and the lines just appear
with the syntax to flow
to craft into stories
for poets to show
So one day you should visit
at daylight's first glow
as in your heart I am sure
you know it's where to go

©Jemverse

Series pic – Jempics

[Of Mornings and Writers was first posted in November 2021]

Over the years I have titled several poems with the preposition ‘of’ – so this last Jemverse mini-series of 2022 pulls some of those back together again

Venture outside

Early morning, still dark and I'm barely awake
hard to believe that it's almost daybreak
yet morning it is so I will for day's sake
in a moment venture outside

But it's windy out there and blowing a gale
and I'm not that enamoured with fear I would fail
with me being out there in wind rain and hail
just to venture outside

Yet out there I must for the new day is there
and though yet still sleepy I'm growing aware
of challenges waiting and moments to share
if only I venture outside

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

London tales #3

Across the way St James' Tower
its clock face in the sun
as morning breaks in London
and the night time is all done

There's promise in that glow
of a lovely day to come
the sky already cloudless blue
the rain there quick to shun

So I will hasten out there
for some walking for a while
here in central London
in the Parliamentary Mile

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

London Tales #1

I'd forgotten the five o'clock darkness
on these cool autumn days
comfortable in ignorance
I've become set in my ways

Thankfully though this daily trudge
this commute in darkened time
is something I can live without
as it is no longer mine

Save this week to London
once more to the 'Big Smoke'
before the dawn has made it
and I have yet awoke

©Jemverse

Photo – early morning London – Jempics

Wavefall

Went for a walk on the beach
in the morning
at first light of day when
most still were snoring
It was quiet and peaceful
just the sound of the sea
and the crunch of the shingle
the wave fall and me

©Jemverse

Photo – Sally Croucher

Morning sunshine

Sunshine of a morning
from my window up here high
shining on the hilltops
as the early birds go by
It's great to see it every day
it seems this summer here
as it brings a peaceful feeling
and fills my heart with cheer

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Sunrise III

At this silent hour the water still
I breathe it in and have my fill
for at this quiet time of day
the river has a voice to say
all that it wishes in hushed tone
its soothing voice is quite alone
save for me who noiselessly
savours sunrise all for free

 

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Sunrise II

The eastern sun rose
slow behind as I walked
but I turned on a whim
and there, it was caught
a bright orange globe
rising swift from the night
in the still hours of morning
for a marvellous sight
so I took a long moment
hardly drawing a breath
before turning again to
walk back to the west

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics