Wordsmith (reprise)

6 of 10 in ‘The Word II’ series from Jemverse

Deep in the silence of a warm summer night
I encountered a thought and held on to it tight
With lucidity born of an erudite mind
It was something quite special for me to find

For it spoke of a gift bequeathed to a few
Which, when spoken aloud gave birth to the new
The craft of a wordsmith writing a verse
Born of the one but to many dispersed

And humbled I realised the wordsmith was me
And the words I had written were ones to set free.
Crafted and honed and born of that thought
then shared as a poem as only I ought

©Jemverse

[‘Wordsmith‘ was first posted in August 2015, re-posted in March 2019 and again today]

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Just a few words (reprise)

5 of 10 in ‘The Word II’ series from Jemverse

Just a few words is all it takes
To change the way I feel
Escapism? Maybe sometimes
But they have the power to heal

In just a few words each morning
I will find a way to say
Something new to bring good cheer
And brighten up my day

©Jemverse

[‘Just a few words‘ was first posted via Jemverse in December 2014, reposted in August 2018 and again today]

Wordplay (reprise)

4 of 10 in ‘The Word II’ series from Jemverse

Wordplay is a marvellous thing
Finding ways to rhyme
It needs patience and vocabulary
And occasionally time

Syllabic sequencing is key
For some words just don’t fit
They need to flow right off the page
Needing humour, yes; and wit

Punctuation is important
But I don’t let it bother me
I want the words to do their thing
For the reader, don’t you see?

Thematics, they don’t matter much
(You can write ’bout anything)
It’s more important that the end result
Should make one smile and sing

So I’ll often read aloud the words
I’ve written when I’m done
For it’s important that they work for me
And give you, the reader, fun

©Jemverse

[‘Wordplay‘ was first posted via Jemverse in November 2014]

Little Words (reprise)

1 of 10 in ‘The Word II’ series from Jemverse

I'm going to write an extra poem today
I'm sure no-one will mind
As it helps me to express myself
And most days to unwind
Poems are like sketches
As they capture little words
And paint pictures of the nuances
the normal and absurd

I might see a roaring wave
Or a flower in the breeze
Or a smile as something happens
Or something brings me to my knees
I might feel a mountain
Or a feather on the wind
I might cry a thousand tears
Or hide behind a grin

I might feel like shouting
Or whispering a while
Or I might just want to say something
That'll surely bring a smile
So I'll always have a little book
Or paper and a pen
For one never knows if little words
Will come to mind, or when


©Jemverse

[‘Little Words‘ (written in 2006) was first posted via Jemverse in May 2014]

Delectation Tanka

For mid-November
a Sunday tanka I bring
Five short lines of verse
in thirty-one syllables
for your delectation here

©Jemverse

Image – authors collection

[Tanka, of Japanese origin, is a five-line non-rhyming stanza with a syllabic sequencing of 5-7-5-7-7]

Bringing Smiles

[#16 in the ‘Past to Present’ series from Jemverse]

One hundred sixteen years ago
'Old B' he wrote some lines
and sent them to Molteno
in those now long distant times
I can't quite read his writing
but I know so well the scene
on the postcard that he used
as it is a place I've been

My hometown, Shoreham, Sussex coast
though things have changed a tad
my home since the mid sixties
when I was just a lad
And this little piece of cardboard
though it's travelled many miles
still serves the purpose given
as it still keeps bringing smiles

©Jemverse

[Photo – of a postcard in the author’s collection].

William Henry Borrow (the artist) was 19th century English watercolorist who worked largely in Sussex between 1863 and 1893. This postcard, postmarked Bexhill-on-Sea (Sussex) on May 10 1906 and Molteno (South Africa) on 31 May 1906, is notable as it has travelled from Shoreham to South Africa and back to Shoreham again, 116 years after it was first purchased, written and sent.

Ubi sunt for summer

Where are the sunshine days
now winter's cold hand clasps?
Still there though faded now and weak
as summer never lasts

Yet there in the circle promise lies
and breath bated with a smile
knows with reassurance it
will come back in a while

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

[An ‘ubi sunt’ poem poses a rhetorical question derived from the Latin uni sunt qui ante nos fuerunt” (Where are those that went before us?). Indicating nostalgia,  an ‘ubi sunt’ poem is about the transient nature of things].

Exuberance of cheer

Sunshine returned, it's cooler now
but the beach beckoned silent to me
and I heard its voice and quickened to that
with a wander down to the sea
Catching again the glimmer out there
as the sun on the water it shone
reminded me that these moments in time
need capturing lest they are gone

So I wandered a while on the shore with my friend
as the shingle crunched under my feet
watching the waves as out there they danced
at one with the world and complete
For it's there that I'm always the best I can be
I'm content in my happy place here
just watching the ocean, salt in the air
unbridled exuberance of cheer

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

A bonus sunrise

Caught a bus into work
'cos the wind was quite high
and overnight it had blown
something onto the line
so the trains were all cancelled
but buses were still
accepting our tickets
for a walk with a will

But the walk was well worth it
and I made quite the most
as the route that it took
was alongside the coast
and the bonus awaiting
on the beach at the end
was a glimpse of the sunrise
which with words here I send

©Jemverse

Photo – Worthing beach – Jempics

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

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