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White foam on green
nine waves are seen
their jaws all jut
their eyes washed shut
the oarsmen row
the waves they know
will wash them back
to shore in sacks
white foam on green
they taste the breen
they are no fools
for the sea's cruel
they set the sail
when the wind wails
the kraken gropes
at well made rope
white foam on green
all eyes are keen
all faces white
rowing with fright
grip of kraken
knives make slaken
all sinews steam
'gainst nixie screams.
Aaron Thomas |
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TRIP TO RAMSEY ISLAND
We
slowly chugged across to Ramsey from St
Justinian. Waves bounced off the boat’s prow
showering us with salt spray. Sunbeams sparkled on
the rippling water on this slightly breezy summer day.
Porpoises backs
arose out of the sound and seals
heads bopped up near the rocks like corks, all
cuddly and round. The colony of seals lying beach
watched us, anxiously holding their ground
Above the boat a
herring gull screeched and
Kittiwakes soared round the cliffs where no human
being ever reached, On a nearby strand Lobster-pots
and stormed-damaged debris lay beached.
On the rocks we
spied limpets and mussels and
looked into the deep, mysterious pools. Nearby we
heard the secret rustle of rats under the rocks.
Natures ways had replaced the urban bustle.
Quinton Douglas
How wonderful it is to be me!!!
For now my life is over.
For now a new start’s begun,
Forever a four leaved clover,
And the start of lots of fun!!
A life lost, and not lost,
The end of the beginning afresh!
Illness all past and not forgot,
Battles all fought and no mess!
War over and fight to move on.
Brave medals all won by me
Forever, for now, all gone,
War won and spirit set free!
Perseverance has paid off at last,
Now I can let go of the past.
Angela
Endless
summer days
Golden sun
Flickering through the trees
Dancing on waves of the sea
Bare feet on springy grass
Footprints on the sand
Shimmering blue sky
Shapely clouds drifting by
Coolness of an ice cream
A refreshing breeze
Endless summer days
Jenny
Words
without meaning
You said that you care.
You said that I could trust you.
You promised you'd protect me.
But I guess they were words
with no meaning.
You promised you'd be there.
You promised you'd always be there
no matter what.
But at the end of the day they were words
with no meaning.
Why did you lie?
Why make promises you'd never keep?
You hurt me so bad.
You said I was bad,
should have been drowned at birth.
Why make promises to love and protect
when the words had no meaning to you.
You never were a Dad to me.
You just put me down,
made me cry,
made me feel bad.
I wanted to die.
But now the word Dad has no meaning to me.
And it's all because of you.
Tricia
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