London tales #4

Sitting in a London pub
waiting with a jar
seemed the right thing there to do
the meeting place not far
Carnaby Street and Kingly Court
around the corner there
where in a bit I'll wander
a lovely meal to share

Two offspring London working
and me here for the week
so meeting up one evening
a no-brainer so to speak
But I got here quite early
so I'm killing time a while
with a London tipple
and a poem for a smile

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

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Snow and me

It wasn’t very nice
in my field this week you know
Cos my paws felt very cold
in some white stuff they call snow

I had a double layer
(my red jumper and a coat)
but my paws still feel the cold
(I’m just saying, make a note)

Of course I’d never let them know
Cos this place it is the best
as I can get to run around
for ages without rest

It’s muddy now and squelchy
but the paths I find are dry
and my humans never seem to mind
as I go running by

But this cold stuff takes the biscuit
and I’m not keen I’ll have you know
even though my humans
seem to really love the snow

©Jemverse

Photo – snow on ‘Obi’s field’ – Jempics

Joie de Vivre IV

And then there’s music
brings me back
when really I’m still there

Brings a tingle
brings a shiver
A joie de vivre to share

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Canvas

 

So here is a canvas
and here are my words
crafted with pen
I paint pictures of life

©Jemverse

Riding with seagulls

I’m riding with seagulls
down here on the beach
as they fly alongside me
just out of reach
It’s like swimming with dolphins
just as wonderful and
the only change is that
I’m still on the land

I’m riding into the wind
and I’m laughing as they
swoop all around me
on this fine August day
It’s a marvellous feeling
and one you should try
Just cycling along with
the gulls as they fly

©Jemverse

Cycling to work yesterday morning, I passed a stretch of open beach. As I did so, several seagulls took to the wing and flew alongside me into the wind and mere feet above the shingle. They stayed for a hundred metres or so and then flew out to sea; just enough time to laugh aloud and revel in a very special moment. I wish I’d had a head-cam to capture it, but the memory will stay, as will these words.

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