Lost and found II

Hidden in small corner
I found something I'd lost
saved me there the hardship
of counting up a cost
for it was something precious
I hold dear to my heart
and which when separated
felt at loss when there apart
So now it's found I'm happy
reunited once again
continuity rekindled
as together we remain

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Photo – Jempics

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Perched on iron flowers

Perched on iron flowers
they swoop and flutter by
as, quiet behind my window
these little birds I spy
Still, I hold my camera
my pleasure cup to fill
to capture this fine moment
my breath, a whisper still

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Photo – Jempics

A nod to summer

And though the darkness now appears
earlier each day
it’s good to see the summer lights
still twinkle here I’d say
For even though it’s cooler now
they speak of pleasure past
and keeps the memory intact
ensuring it will last

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Photo – Jempics

Precious moments

I sat outside and mourned the fact
That with us here north facing
The sunshine now has left us
For cooler winds more bracing

Yet still there is this pocket
And I’m thankful here for this
As with longer shadows growing
There remains this minor bliss

These moments now are precious
For with brevity they’re here
So I will seize the moment
Whenever they appear

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Photo – Jempics

Of shillings and treasure

I watched the shilling spinning
it was mine in no small measure
Enough to buy two Matchbox cars
to hold and keep and treasure
The fingers twisted blithely
as they caught and spun again
but I saw no abandon
found no one there to blame

For today was like a birthday
though mine was months away
when my uncle gave a shilling
on that special Saturday
And the Matchbox cars I purchased
for a purpose there to measure
are with me still as both I’ve held
and kept close as a treasure

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Photo – Jempics

Yesterdays

I gathered all my memories
lest they faded to the past
No melancholy there
but I wanted them to last
For collectively they’ve shaped me
into what I am today
Precious to hold onto
as my tomorrow’s seize the day

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Photo – Jempics

Of windows and gold

We have a window
to look to the world
and watch every day
as life is unfurled
For me it’s a garden
as nature’s fair hand
paints changing pictures
of my bit of land

And just like a window
to memory’s minds eye
I’ll capture those pictures
as life passes by
For each is a treasure
to have and to hold
More precious than diamonds
more value than gold

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Photo – Jempics

Of rust and gold

And to these days
when all I hold
is flecked with rust
or painted gold
I know which of
these I prefer
So to the gold
I will defer

The rust it takes
a second place
Resting with
its fall from grace
Yet not forgotten
all these things
as each have given
cause to sing

Rust can be changed
Re-vigour gleaned
to witness gold
with surface cleaned
So of the gold
and of the rust
to each I cling
as each I trust

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Photo – Jempics

Sunshine have I

No. 1 of 8 in ‘The sunshine series’ from Jemverse

On a train as I travel
at the start of a day
There was a bright sunrise
but now it is grey
There may well be rain
from the overcast sky
as the train speeds me onward
and we hurry by
But I’m not bothered much
as I’ll always have sun
to hold and remember
as each day’s begun

And whether it rains
or whether it’s fine
the sunshine I have
will always be mine
As I carry it daily
A treasure to hold
An unparalleled wealth
more precious than gold

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

[‘Sunshine have I’ is the first in ‘The Sunshine Series’, starting on Jemverse on Tuesday 22 January 2019]

Diamond Days

Some days are diamond
the sea and the sky
azure blue with the sun
up there on high

Some days are damond
more precious than gold
when a sunshine embrace
brings me in from the cold

Some days are diamond
every once in a while
just there in time
for a beam and a smile

Some days are diamond
and I’ll laugh right out loud
for these days do justice
and serve my heart proud

©Jemverse