A poem from 2017: Stormy I wander the windswept corners of my soul over ruffled dreams and bristled fears nagging sorrow bends over tiny hopes there I find cover Please, stay safe, stay kind & remember you rock!
Hello, everybody and happy Friday to all of you despite everything. “Home at Last?” is a question I ask myself often. I wrote this poem in October. Home at Last? Our roots Search for Fertile ground In this Ancient country Full of Promise Worries in their way Crumble when Hope rises High above The false…… Continue reading Home At Last?
The day the war beganWe got upThe day the war beganWe had breakfastThe day the war beganWe went to work or school or universityThe day the war began We came homeThe day the war beganWe had teaThe day the war beganWe went to bed The day the war beganWas like any other Just The powerful…… Continue reading The Day The War Began
On Sunday is International Kindness day and over at my Patreon page, I made “kind” or “kindness” our weekly poetry prompt. The video will go public in two weeks’ time both on Patreon & YouTube but my “Coffe, Cake & Chocolate” supporters can see it now. It inspired this poem: A Storm of dark moodsEncircle…… Continue reading When The Mourning Doves Fly
This review was first posted on Febuary 19th, 2013~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ February The Fifth by Derek HainesMy rating: 4 of 5 stars Rarely laughed so much: When February Gregorian the Fifth wakes up one morning just find out that his father August and two elder brothers March and October have vanished and he is next in line…… Continue reading Re-blog: Review February The Fifth by Derek Haines
Hello everybody, how are you?I hope you are well. I had often thought about this poem I wrote at the beginning of July when we didn’t know how the house sale would go. Creating a lifeOf wonder and happinessDandelion blooms The dandelions do not bloom anymore, but gosh, are the plants huge here with all…… Continue reading Wonder & Happiness
I wrote this poem at the beginning of September when a lot of the UK and parts of Ireland were still in the grip or at the end of yet another heatwave: Writing on the wall of our climate Too late for the arch or the rain dancers. We squabble Away our right to live…… Continue reading Writing on the Wall
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My mother tongue is German and for nearly 40 years I have been talking and writing mainly German. You would expect it to be the natural thing, that I am going on to write in German. But when I got more proficient in English I started writing my poetry and everything else firstly in English…… Continue reading bilingual/zweisprachig
A fitting poem because we are going to see our first possible purchase today. Please, cross fingers 🥰 BeginningNewThis path of wonderGlowing In my dreamsLifeItself growsBlooms