poetlouise
Hello you reading me
Personally writing personal
Alas I’m weary and objectival
Scared in bounds of failure
No context for behaviour
Just out there on a whim
Outer circle pushing in
Never quite accomplished
My mind is wordpress published
Whether you admire or ignore
Writing for enjoyment is implored.
Wax pattern fall burning wick
Elaborately simple candle stick
Hygge at ready comfy chair
Aroma fills relaxing lair
Warming ember fill the heart
Scenting room upon the hearth
Creative mind let’s retire
To candle burning crackle fire.
Something lurking roadside edge
Black figure rising creeping high
Direct focus muscular thigh
Devil dog has caught my eye
On hallows eve a sign to die
Bounds on past in front of me
Hairs on neck have fallen flee
Maybe meant for someone else
Our paths have crossed next on shelf
A sign of warning forgotten plight
Devil errands breadth of night
Chilled to bone home make haste
Horror judged by common taste
Never forget devil’s plea
Stopped in path stared to meet
Forgotten for now
He’s coming for me….
Scrap of bread
Scallop sea
Concrete block
Lush greenery
Family strain
On empty grain
Tired eyes
Body frail
Work at dawn
Yet no avail
Earth divided
Spinning yarn
Stretched directions
Pulled apart.
Marsh reeds sway on high
Endless mist
Rolling sea
Light fading
Water wading
Fresh on the skin
Waterdroplet
Warbler
Tree root unearth
Soil back to birth.
Gold glitter
Diamond flute
Crimson cranberry
Orange peel
Candle twist
Twinkle little tree
Rosy faces
Gather round
Toast a glass with me.
Cocoon of love
Internal warmth
Tatty blanket
Favourite mug
Scent of shampoo
Fresh clean clothes
Comfy shoes
For growing toes
Food to nourish
Life content
Peaceful sleep
Environment.
It just comes on this need to write
Put pen to paper
Or text to type
On the desk lay
Words of
Comfort
Staged before
Inspired thought
Youth curtain call
Note it down
Do not ignore
Niggle and doubt
Life recall
Begin next chapter
There’s no rehearse
One shot only
Mid life verse.
poetlouise 