Ultimatum
From Mrs Santa Claus,(a second wife), just before Christmas
Dearest,
This icy forest, soaking wet, is not that on which my heart was set.
Fed up cooking for those wretched elves, tell me why they can't fry up themselves?
So many missives requiring risposte, but no reward for the time I've lost.
No glamorous designer gear, just down and boots and furry hats, a Yeti's mate do I appear...
Thursday 25th November 2021 5:57 pm
Seeing Red
Dizzy with sweet yearning perfume
the swooning scent of fragrant orange blossom.
Clump of pink purple-veined mallow flowers
where spied a fire-coated fox snoozing below.
Allseeing gold-ringed dark amber eyes
looked up and registered me harmless
as I gazed admiringly at his glowing curves.
No stone or pitchfork, gun or snarling dog
so serenely he dropped off again
unders...
Friday 19th November 2021 5:34 pm
The Witching Hour
Passing the graveyard's mossy stones
Heard some quite appalling moans.
Coffinwood creaked as they stole out
One giving a cadaver such a clout
I wondered if in an earlier life
The pitiful corpse had belonged to the wife?
Me with saintly image in silver locket
Coarse salt hidden deep in pocket
Silver crucifix brandished high
So evildoers would pass me by.
A garlic ...
Friday 29th October 2021 11:29 am
The Stalker
Waiting avidly for unwary prey
Terrifyingly huge, dark and shiny with squat body,
thin sprinter's legs enabling rapid pounces
grabbing his chosen victims.
(he likes them plumpish.)
Met face to face provoked a shriek,
though he, luckily, was voiceless.
Such an apparition petrifying,
but probably the fright was mutual,
causing him to retreat into his sinister lair
...Saturday 23rd October 2021 5:46 pm
Matrimonial Courses - Pre and Post
Forced furiously to undergo a Pre Matrimonial Course
by both Priest and gorgeous harridan intended,
(otherwise the knot remained undone).
Feeling indignant, resentful and slightly put upon,
the 'married' to him less important than her 'moneyed'.
Honeymoon period over, he grabbed the chance
to take a Post Matrimonial Refresher Course
to avoid early nuptial burnout and collapse...
Tuesday 24th August 2021 11:13 pm
Ebb Tide Only
Why now always only a rapidly ebbing tide?
No more riotous high water vigorously invading
Or incoming flows to delight the rock pool castaways
No frantic storms lashing waterfalls over the groaning pier wall
No crashing breakers racing to the shore
No white horses neighing fine windswept spray
But always going ever further out and out
Leaving only the bare hard ribs of cemente...
Saturday 14th August 2021 5:23 pm
A Relative Close
Relations can't be chosen, they're
the same brood, acquired, new arrivals,
the demented but kindly older ones.
How many snide comments must be swallowed,
incomprehensible pretensions, subtle slights,
words distorted or deliberately misunderstood,
just to maintain a fragile web of support?
When the ever fizzling fuse finally flares
a family spat causes widespread r...
Saturday 17th July 2021 7:40 pm
The Allied Forces War Cemetery - Italy - 25th April 2021
Seemingly so peaceful a place
with birdsong, birches, and smooth green lawns
verdant with the lake of tears past shed.
But what agonizing long gone secrets
lie hidden below those ramrod white stones?
Lonely deaths in a field, under a hedge, along a dusty road,
seeking animal-like a quiet hidden place undisturbed
to draw that now welcome last breath.
So young, so many l...
Wednesday 7th July 2021 5:53 pm
Frogging, a new sport
Down by the olive-green river
Basking lazily on the flat, sunwarmed rocks,
Saw him gleefully, jumping, leaping,
splashing, swooping, sliding,
slipping on the water-smoothed pebbles,
in the transparent shallows,.
joyfully barking, soaking wet,
doggily laughing crazily!
He had discovered a new sport,
'Frogging' we called it.
Luckily for both the frogs could spring
...Saturday 3rd July 2021 5:13 pm
Notes in the night
(for a nightingale)
Tossing in redhot sheets
with two granite pillows,
every sleepless night
he keeps faith and enchants.
Such a silvery crystal song
better performed than any tenor
so many perfect variations.
But no fool he, this minute brown bird,
his lovely lust only let loose
on balmy spring nights.
Never when just cold blackness
filled only by harsh owl shr...
Tuesday 25th May 2021 4:16 pm
Hard Times
When will we see the clear blue sky again?
All living in a frightful fog of fear, always
remembering the long lorryloads of coffins,
avoiding and even distrusting ever familiar faces.
Where might they have been?
Who might they have been with?
What might they have touched?
Shopping become a hazardous trolleytrip,
checkout girl now avoiding eye contact,
worried that a wisp...
Saturday 27th March 2021 6:05 pm
Beauty is a fickle beast.
Where has it gone to, I'd like to know?
No precipitous flight, but a gradual perishing.
But then I see the young girls flirting in the park
who must have magically stolen it away.
Chestnut hair, lapislazuli eyes, petal skin,
dècolletè with pomegranate breasts,
hourglass waist, now just a waste,
once able to pick and choose.
So you luscious lasses, heed me I beg.
...Saturday 6th March 2021 9:20 pm
Down to earth
The dead garden where birds sing no more.
Alas, it pleasure gives no longer,
lost and gone forever,
now just an enclosed emptiness.
High stone walls protecting still
but only tufted grasses swaying now,
where once was such delight.
No wasps guarding glossy brambles
or squabbling thrushes feasting on the cherry.
The tiny burn now murmurs lonely
flowing through into the...
Friday 19th February 2021 5:27 pm
A Rude Awakening
Slumping tweedcapped on his bench
gnarled mottled hands on walkingstick,
far off she wandered, swaying slightly.
Lithe and lovely with slim brown thighs
tantalisingly appearing disappearing
from slits in a flowery gipsy dress,
a cascade of breezeblown dark hair.
He saw a gracious gust remove the dress,
another the tiny lacy things, and then a vision!
She came to hi...
Tuesday 9th February 2021 5:39 pm
Deep Dark Eyes
Can such deep dark eyes
like peat river pools
make their desire so plain?
They certainly can.
But, regretfully withholding
considering too long
how many lives might be hurt
far more than only mine.
So forgot, or at least tried to
those pleading dark eyes
but secreted them away
as something very precious.
Warm and consoling
to quicken sluggish b...
Wednesday 27th January 2021 4:53 pm
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