Over at Weekly Prompts, the Wednesday Challenge is: Regret … please go over and check out their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here. and I never have any “Regrets” about walking in the rain when I am “Chasing Rainbows”
Hello dear readers and followers, I am again writing for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Thirsting for Freedom”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … To Read my poem, please click on the link below to visit the article, at Coffee House Writers Magazine. >> https://coffeehousewriters.com/thirsting-for-freedom/
This is a poem from way before I started blogging in 2017, and I originally had it in a booklet of poems, called ‘Before, After, Now’ from 2010. So I thought I would repost the poem for the Weekly Prompts, Weekend Challenge, which is: One Day … please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here
One Day(Revised)
I am not asking you to dust my story’s book cover
Nor am I expecting you to be like our kind mother
You know in your heart there are no others
I’m alone during my nights, under cold covers
All I want from you is to look for no other
All I need from you is to love me like a sister and brother
She’s fading away, not complaining, and no bother
Her dying life has given me no time to hover
One day not so far away, her eyes beneath the clover
She’ll rest peacefully, and I’ll be crying over and over
All I want from you is to hold me while I recover
All I need from you is to love me like a sister and brother
I am thrilled to announce my nomination for Spillwords Author of the Month! This is an immense honour, and I am truly humbled, both by the support I have received from the Spillwords Editorial Team over the years, and of course from everyone who reads and shows appreciation for my words.
All of the writers nominated are hugely talented, and I offer my congratulations to every one of them on their nominations!
“Day One” a poem I wrote in April 2022 for ‘Anzac Day’ … Lest We Forget …
Day One
Before Day One
I wished upon a star That the milk-bar Was not too far away My life’s bread was crumbling My weathered hands were fumbling Witnessing the Last Supper was humbling
Day One
There, beyond the darkness Out in the universe From a million light-years away Under an alien’s microscopic frame We would all look the same
After Day One
I wished for the dust to settle Then waited for rusted gunmetal To mature into household kettles Whistling hallelujah to new sunflower petals
This graphic Music/Video by the Pogues “needs no more words”
“Day One” a poem I wrote in April 2022 for ‘Anzac Day’ … Lest We Forget …
Day One
Before Day One
I wished upon a star That the milk-bar Was not too far away My life’s bread was crumbling My weathered hands were fumbling Witnessing the Last Supper was humbling
Day One
There, beyond the darkness Out in the universe From a million light-years away Under an alien’s microscopic frame We would all look the same
After Day One
I wished for the dust to settle Then waited for rusted gunmetal To mature into household kettles Whistling hallelujah to new sunflower petals
This graphic Music/Video by the Pogues “needs no more words”