Poem A Day

 
 For Will's Birthday

Day 26

"Madness Most Discreet"


these pearls and gems
found in cuckoo bud and cowslips
you drop into my lap
from time to time with rapt heart
dissolve
with the first pelt of a spring rain

thou with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt
sometimes cloaked in soft myrtle
can make no din which will daunt mine ears
love is a smoke raised with a fume of sighs

Day 27

Looking Back




if
you do look back
you could find yourself
submerged in salt
paralysed
standing alone
like a pillar
amongst
some ancient ruins
thinking a Lot

Day 28
Bridge

tin tin likes to dance
snowy his dog does too
tin tin loves his little dog
his best friend through and through

he sings to him in french
and sits him on a bench
when he goes out daily to work
snowy cries and goes beserk

barking barking barking
a disturbance of the peace
the  angry neighbours roar and shout
and finally call the police


Day 29
What Nobody Knows



letting the last dream go
they have all gone
she does not miss them
they weighed her down
like a mill stone

watching the grass grow
is not so bad
there is a lot of activity
amongst the blades

a whole secret life

Day 30

now we are at april's end
i don't feel sad or mad or zen
the month rushed by in such a haze
my writing just a word mash maze
have no idea of what i wrote
or if it may have rocked the boat
but that is where my pen excels
i'm told i do it very well:)

( cheers to anyone who read them)