A paw in the face;
Wake up! Now feed me!
A sweet, funny face
meowing around the house.
A pushy determined head,
demanding a lap for hours.
A cat at home in Winter;
our home sweet home.
Emma
Tag: poetry
The Highlands
O’er the hills we’ll walk, my love,
O’er the hills we’ll walk.
I’ll take your hand; you’ll crush my hand,
O’er the hills we’ll walk.
The highlands call to us again
the highlands call to us.
we’ll dance about; you’ll get grumpy and shout,
O’er the hills we’ll walk.
Us
Seas separate us;
many places and spaces
between both of us.
Separated by the sea,
an invisible link, one.
Whispering Winter
Walking with respect
for the trees feel the cool winds
Whispering winter
Sunset Thoughts
An unused window,
head down, bum up,
working the day away.
Working long hours,
paying off a house,
a little piece we own.
We toil for those times,
sitting alone or together;
watching the sunset
pass from colours to
whatever night brings.
Tadpoles
Watching the water
Cool crystal clear water flows
towards downriver
Cupping your hands around them
Watching the Tadpoles dancing
Images
You moved me to think
Yesterday I was consumed
by shiny trinkets
Today I think about things
I question the news, my life
Ode to my Kettle
Oh, my divine, sweet love!
Oh, how you burn for me!
Your loveth steams so hot.
Your breath burns my lips.
Oh, my sweet kettle of love.
Oh, my hot teabag activator.
My sweet tea cosy covered.
My lovely kettle of kindness.
A Foggy Bimble
The cows retreated
hidden behind the thick fog
Feeling the blanket
Time for work seems far away
Lost in the Bimble dreaming
She/Her
I remember the way she moved
Blueberry stained lips
Warm fruit-flavoured skin
A flash of skin on high
Sitting authentically in the sun
Feeling things I could not fathom
Filling me with meadow hopes
Twinkling in the sun and the grey
I remember her on a carefree day
C & K 