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]

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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]

Word camera (reprise)

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

I have a new ideas book the old one’s full up now
Something to carry round with me, comforting somehow
It’s not unlike a camera capturing words I see each day
These pages are my memory card recording what I write and say
Digitalisation in reverse with manual edits done
My words are transferred to the Mac for more ethereal fun
But there’s the rub, for I have both, a digital one and paper
Original scribbles there to cherish for every published caper

©Jemverse

[‘Word camera‘ was first posted in August 2014]

My words (reprise)

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

I am your words there for the taking
sometimes accepted sometimes not.
Yet I remain. Captured, I am released
yet no malice there, or jealousy.
For I am yours and will always be
to use as you will, to leave as you choose.
When you find me I am crafted
like clay to the potter to form or substance;
a thing of beauty. For I am your words


©Jemverse

[‘I am your words‘ was first posted via Jemverse in July 2014, reposted in August 2018 and again today]

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]

Golden III

There in the silence a single leaf fell
slowly down to the ground
from the tree it had lived on throughout the year
with the slightest whisper of sound
Yet no sadness here, no falling from grace
but exuberant moment of glee
as a new golden treasure shone bright at its best
at the end of its life radiantly

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Like a friend II

Many times in these hours
I have fine honed my craft
some say I am mad
and others I'm daft
but this edge before morning
this whispering time
is perfect for me
for writing a line
when the words like a river
flow from my pen
and the poet embraces
them each like a friend

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Twosday

It's 'twos day' here a play on words
but rightful when you think
of all the 'twos' that on this day
pass by in just a blink
Twenty-second of the second
month in twenty-two
and falling on a Tuesday
so it seemed the thing to do

©Jemverse

Image – AppleCalendar

The found to the seeker

I looked and I found
the word that was lost
and despite everything
it was worth all the cost
for this word is the essence
the 'je ne sais quoi'
the one with a nod
you will say an 'aha'
and with kindred spirit
agree here with me
the word was worth finding
quite wholeheartedly

For it says everything
without substance or flair
about all that is good
and captured right there
It encapsulates all
seeking no recognition
no praise or aplomb
no prize or commission
It simply does all
it's intended to do
and needs no permission
from me or from you

For despite what we thought
it is ever there
the found to the seeker
with something to share

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Sometimes the words

Still and November and grey yet quite warm
to the beach I ventured today
and alone on the shingle with my good friend the sea
stood there with something to say

But the words being stubborn just wouldn't come
so I stood and looked out to the grey
and as high tide turned tail and never looked back
still silent I went back to my day

Sometimes the moments they come and they go
some seized for the moment, some not
and though a beach is a good place to be with no words
it's enough to be calm with one's lot

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

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