I have written of winter, the chill and the rain
and the ice and the snow and the shivers again
of the iron cold muster that lingers and bites
finding its way into warmth with a spite
But throughout all of this always I have half a mind
on the warmer days coming I know soon I'll find
For it's January now but soon I'll see May
and the sunshine that'll soon brighten my day
Winter clung fast
to April’s last day
with rain and strong winds
to greet first of May
Yet there is still time
for the sunshine to come
with promise of summer
born of the sun
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
It rained and rained and blew and blew
felt as it it almost knew
the sunshine there to long eschew
and me inside to stay
The puddles outside deepened still
they lake-like flowed and rippled til
the fickle weather made me ill
and added to the fray
But then the sunshine threw its toys
out of its pram and with good poise
revealed the warmth its strength employs
to welcome a new day
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
Friday comes and here I find
myself in pensive mood
so it would be a sacrilege
and bordering on the rude
not to seize advantage of
a day when I'm not working
and use it to fulfilment
not of squander or of shirking
I'll write a while whilst words they come
the paper there receptive
and wait for morning sunshine
then, and not to lose perspective
sit out there a while with
the warm rays over me
things to fill the time I have
on Fridays when I'm free
We're settling in to Autumn
as the summer is now done
daylight fades at teatime
and there's more rain now than sun
But still some strength there sometimes
when the bright one gets its way
so we're not prepared to throw the towel
just yet, least not today
Some say it debilitates
that may be true
yet never from sunshine
you'll see me eschew
for as had been said here
many times in the past
I was born of the summer
and that fact will last
So to sunshine and warmth
I will gravitate and
promulgate all its virtues
so you'll understand
Our new bench sun trap captures the sun
right at the end of the day
Surrounded by lavender, it’s just what we need
for a rest from the frack and the fray
As we’re north facing, the sun to the rear
leaves when it’s low in the sky
So it’s great to have somewhere to sit and enjoy
it now until evening comes by
Yellow, warming, lifts my soul
Catches me and comforts. Gives me strength
Encourages smiles when smiles are scarce.
Breathes contentment.
It is a friend, closer in the summertime;
More distant in winter chill. But always there.
Always listening. Always rooting for my best interests.
It is lavender and jasmine and honeysuckle
Combined and lingering in the evening air.
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
...all about me and my life in words. I write most days, carrying an ideas book around in which I capture a word snapshot of life around me. So there's a lot here about Sussex and the sea and anything else I see that inspires.
The pictures are mine too. Some taken to match a poem; some poems written to match a pic; others chosen because they work well with words written.
Jemverse is life in words. Hope you enjoy the reading as much as I enjoy the writing...