aristocratic horsey glows so brightly,
greens and golds flare wild at night
naughty show off, you will always be
dancing and bubbling about the sea
sea horse of joy and light
you are such a lovely sight
Sea Horse
Category: Poetry
Lockdown Frenzy
In a frenzy, they run and jump wildly;
The mania of the many has set in.
Toilet paper tantrums line aisle seven;
Milk splashing dominates the fridges.
Nothing remains for the few sane ones;
Starving from the mob’s unkindness.
Moon & Sea
No air to tell of love and loss,
alone within your space.
Bathypelagic Sand Dollar of the stars,
you seem so diffident.
Calm and round,
you turn tides on or help a heart’s loss.
Oceans look upward,
as your face so bright lights up the night.
Quarantined on St Patrick’s Day
Quarantined on St Patrick’s Day,
Shenanigans, for one, will have to do.
Donning green and black Brogues ironically,
he whips out cheese and crackers just in case.
With a Shillelagh for the spirit of courage,
he dances alone to Celtic forest music.
Softly through the Sea
Softly,
through a sea so warm moves a creature alone.
Brightly,
light from within attracts friends and foes.
Radiant
within the water, so salty sweet box jellyfish moves to emanate colour and grace.
A Warm Night
In a trance,
under the movement spell.
Limbs of fire,
elongated shimmy swishing.
Sultry moves,
burning into the warm night.
First World Fantasy
You visualise a different person with a different life, while children on the other side of the world are visualising eating no food tomorrow.
Your identity is so wrapped up in the fantasy that your psyche becomes distorted.
A hike in the mountains calms your soul.
Fire from Within
From deep within
her fire resides a
superheated love
ready to erupt
He sets the once
dormant volcano
into overdrive as
the pyroclastic
love suffocates
him again
and again
A Poem from Lockdown
Too much seclusion from the terror of humanity;
Toilet paper sequestration neither deters nor hinders idiots.
As humanity leaves nature to fall, you withdraw into a cocoon of sadness. Not even the moon can console your fears and longing for love’s touch.
Prickles
a pretty girl, always so calm
until he takes the piss
once too often
placid and sweet
demeanour turns
to prickles and
bristles as the
fire
flares out to
burn his skin
putting out her
fire is his favourite
pastime, which she loves so
C & K 