Easter Egg Hunt

I’m devising an Easter egg hunt

it’s a giggle

as I had to squeeze into some spots

with a wiggle

too cunningly hide the eggs

with some guile

as my children have been at this

for quite a while

so they all know the places that

I pick for hiding

which means that deception

is now residing

to find nooks and crannies and

difficult places

to keep them all busy with

smiles on their faces

as all of my children are

grown adults now

the clues have got harder

and harder somehow

But they’ll use their wisdom and

collective endeavour

to solve all the problems I’ve set

‘cos they’re clever

And when they are done and all

eggs have been found

we’ll share some Bucks Fizz with

good cheer all round

For the joy of delivery comes straight

from the heart

and the prize of completion is

just taking part

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Lucidity

In moments of lucidity
with my eyes open wide
I clearly see what needs to be
out here and from inside
With 20/20 vision
I take a good look all around
absorbing everything I need
from heavens to the ground
And then when I am satisfied
these treasures I will store
for moments of lucidity
when I will see some more

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Sun reaching

Caught the end of the sun
and the last golden ray
out over the houses
at the end of the day

It was like a lost treasure
as with arms wide to clasp
to it I reached out
though outside my grasp

Still, there will be more
with the treasure all mine
when it’s safe to be out there
on days when it’s fine

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Frosted Teazles

The teasels through the fence
had had a frosting overnight
and now in three-tree field
they were caught in pale sunlight
And as the sheep in lower field
paused and looked so I did too
to gaze upon this wonder
well, you would now, wouldn’t you?

For this is winter glory
at its best despite the cold
essential here to capture
so the story can be told
And I trust that you’ll appreciate
both the picture and prose
of the treasure in that moment
in the field there as I froze

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Christmas week VI

6 of 7 in the Jemverse ‘Christmas week’ series

T’was the day after Christmas
twenty-sixth of December
and if I say so myself
a one to remember

For this year as we know
has been naff to extreme
the worst one in fact
that the world has yet seen

But despite all the naffness
we have still come together
for the best of good times
we will treasure forever

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True Measure

Mesmorised here
I stand in wonder
with bated breath waiting
Lost in a temporary pause
as momentum gathers
for a true measure

Rippled the water
as raindrops disturb
and a reflection fails
Lost in a temporary pause
it gathers momentum
revealing treasure

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Pilgrim’s Progress

Found a copy of the ‘Progress’
it was just three ninety-nine
from the Oxfam shop in Worthing
thought, ‘I’d like that to be mine’

So I gave the lady waiting
the price there on the back
and took the volume home with me
to place on my bookrack

It will now have a pride of place
though first I’ll have a read
of those familiar chapters
many times my mind has freed

Bunyan’s ‘Pilgrim’s Progress’
one of the very best
of which I’ve several copies
this new one and the rest

Long has it been a favourite
and one read many times
but still a joy to read again
those loved familiar lines

So I’m rather pleased I found it
and took it home with me
as it now becomes a treasure
with the others naturally

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Revealing Treasure

The longshore drift moves shingle
as the beaches change their shape
revealing all the treasures
that changing times will make
and particularly pleasing
for an inspiration here
is the old Victorian breakwater
to bring me joy and cheer

I have so missed these lovely things
which once graced every shore
replaced now by Norwegian rock
so good to see once more
these contours and this sculpture
fine crafted by the sea
are treasures to be cherished
in the the short time they will be

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Anticipation IV

October winds were howling
when October wasn’t here
as back in late September
I could tell the fall was near
And now the leaves are turning
the green it fades away
as a new season greets us
with each October day

Autumn makes its entrance
with new treasures here to see
the reds and golds around us
from the trees now falling free
And I for one will fill my boots
accepting invitation
for this exquisite rendering
with keen anticipation

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Picture – ‘Autumn Splash 1’ – Jempics

Autumn’s Truth

As warmer months saw evening
a cooler one began
so I set down to capture it
with words because I can

It spoke of golden wondrous things
a priceless treasure where
garnered words would never really
capture it right there

But unconvinced I told it
that as a poet I
had a few tricks yet up my sleeve
that I could here apply

And so I set to paper
the wonder of that scene
an essence of the autumn
mere words had never been

Til now of course unspoken
but with that treasure here
gifted to you the reader
as you see the truth appear

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