Wednesday, 13 June 2012
CREATED
merged into orange and brown
pink to purple surrounding cosmic swirl
descending massed
cumulus clouds mist
enveloping golden particles turn
views submerged plunging
forwards surged
crossing oceans and seas
developing worlds and countries
third now fourth tours
mutiplies bacillus
grows a new breed, a new death
a daring flight
evolution spins to mans
formulaic destroys in urgent
while time has created so much
never wanted fear, famine or destruct
senseless acts strike down
where lies no hope or trust
Tuesday, 12 June 2012
Faery Apples
down deep down hangs in tiny bunches
faery apples decorate
magical orchards grow abundance
of butterflies and bees
breezily tasting apple peelings
plentiful endless supplies
artily crafting scarlet red fleshed
of juicy bites pulped into the heart of apple
fresh from nobbled woody stems blossomed
gathers in willow baskets weaved
faery blenders, slowly distils squeezing
auburn hair tossing
harvests fruity effervesce
bubbling energies finely tuned
wide eyed gleaming
piper sings the green grass dappling
silky violets blue perfumes strewn
dancing faery rings of love
and with wild abandon parties surge
pooling moons glossing star bright
midnight revelers roll in morning dew
then happily flies where winds do blow
faery apples decorate
magical orchards grow abundance
of butterflies and bees
breezily tasting apple peelings
plentiful endless supplies
artily crafting scarlet red fleshed
of juicy bites pulped into the heart of apple
fresh from nobbled woody stems blossomed
gathers in willow baskets weaved
faery blenders, slowly distils squeezing
auburn hair tossing
harvests fruity effervesce
bubbling energies finely tuned
wide eyed gleaming
piper sings the green grass dappling
silky violets blue perfumes strewn
dancing faery rings of love
and with wild abandon parties surge
pooling moons glossing star bright
midnight revelers roll in morning dew
then happily flies where winds do blow
Saturday, 26 May 2012
All the Fun of the Fair
laughing rocking clowns welcome all the fun of the fair
jostling crowds
tumble into mirrors that shrink and distort into giggles
plunging pink candy floss
piled high on sticks
sinking into whole faces tastes
crunching on sticky red toffee apples
sucked along kaleidoscopic
musical cacophanies
hooked bobbing ducks to win a prize
rolling balls edges encouraging
in frenzied shouts at
moveable horses
towards the winning line
'Roll Up' 'Roll Up' the carnie cries
with a bowing sweep beckons into
entering the big striped top
blinded by
spitting fire eating charms
eyes adjust
excitedly watching jugglers
and swaying precariously overhead
the man on the high wire
makes a final dash
carefully balanced
walks the old crooked house
with sloping floors
running to take a coconut mat
dragging to slide
down the helter skelter ride
waltzers loving being spun so fast
dodgem cars bumping crashed
a bag of coins for the push 'em offs
then happily trudges on the way home
with a bag of hot battered fish and chips
drenched in salt and vinegar
plucks with puckered fingers
hurrys to catch the last train - - :)
jostling crowds
tumble into mirrors that shrink and distort into giggles
plunging pink candy floss
piled high on sticks
sinking into whole faces tastes
crunching on sticky red toffee apples
sucked along kaleidoscopic
musical cacophanies
hooked bobbing ducks to win a prize
rolling balls edges encouraging
in frenzied shouts at
moveable horses
towards the winning line
'Roll Up' 'Roll Up' the carnie cries
with a bowing sweep beckons into
entering the big striped top
blinded by
spitting fire eating charms
eyes adjust
excitedly watching jugglers
and swaying precariously overhead
the man on the high wire
makes a final dash
carefully balanced
walks the old crooked house
with sloping floors
running to take a coconut mat
dragging to slide
down the helter skelter ride
waltzers loving being spun so fast
dodgem cars bumping crashed
a bag of coins for the push 'em offs
then happily trudges on the way home
with a bag of hot battered fish and chips
drenched in salt and vinegar
plucks with puckered fingers
hurrys to catch the last train - - :)
Friday, 25 May 2012
Golden
scratch savers on polished boards
Golden Dollys
covering for toilet rolls
knitted crinolines plastic faced
Golden Haired
Bit grubby and stained
where dust's settled
still pretty though
with moving eyes
watching over worn mats
and tiles chipped with age
but it wasn't always like that
she was once brand new
took pride of place in a shiny home
Children had not yet appeared
she harked back to childhood days
with dolls in prams
complete with frilled layette
pushing up and down the street
bouncing wheels
in clatty shoes
but builders will come soon
and wipe it all away
Authors Notes:-
the days events contributed to this actuality/metaphor and had seen someone dressed similar (Paloma Faith).. speaking to campaign about Dementia awareness .. following not so great appointment at hosp .. But suppose not to take things for granted and to remember people with Dementia are someones Mum, Dad sister ... with a rich history .. planning to do some work with them .. Refurbished one of those dolls and she comes out every year 'pride of place' on top of the Christmas Tree .. she's lovely .. Big love and hugs Lib
Sunday, 6 May 2012
Elixir
dampened wet bricks lining
musty odoured drips
shaken deep into the Cavern's cellar
where catacombs rocked a thousand shades
of music tuned from staged ahead
under ceilings frothy swills
concrete floors cramming soaked
barely breathes soul strung fired
first elixir of orange and brown
highlights ultraviolet rays
speckled dustings white on black
reflecting charmed pearly smiles
attractions meeting back to back
danced each night thro' dawn
Saturday, 5 May 2012
Debut
debut in scarlet and silken cream heeled
when as a girl hair ringlets ribboned sealed
dreams of adventure worlds travelling far
dipping mighty oceans beyond the bar
paths rapidly shaped and forging converged
keeping further back what life had emerged
but each time she closed her eyes butterflies
tears that fashioned waterfalls crystal lined
swaying ears of golden corn within reach
journeyed fields, mountains, sandy pebbled beach
resolute firmly stood poised becoming
high waves rose to push her back sulleying
visibly rocked, shaken holds still a grip
on life she craves and thirsts to take a sip
- Clarion Sonnet -<
Debut
debut in scarlet and silken cream heeled
when as a girl hair ringlets ribboned sealed
dreams of adventure worlds travelling far
dipping mighty oceans beyond the bar
paths rapidly shaped and forging converged
keeping further back what life had emerged
but each time she closed her eyes butterflies
tears that fashioned waterfalls crystal lined
swaying ears of golden corn within reach
journeyed fields, mountains, sandy pebbled beach
resolute firmly stood poised becoming
high waves rose to push her back sulleying
visibly rocked, shaken holds still a grip
on life she craves and thirsts to take a sip
- Clarion Sonnet -<
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