Awaiting tomorrow, hoping it turns out a better day For today was a dull dark day So uninspiring he failed to dress Lounged about in PJ’s all day long Not a whit of inspiration Crashed out on the bed, book in hand Discarded all that had been pre planned Watched as the clock crawled from […]
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Ululate
Relentlessly, rain fell from a leaden sky Flooding the surrounds of window sills and entrance doors He was not one to share his feelings His contentment in a simple way Was to busy himself with knife in hand Slicing his plug tobacco and puffing his pipe The ruins of the church long emptied of its […]
Everyday a new knowledge day
No need for relaxants, antidepressants or such like pills Once you have something writerly to say In the words of Robert Frost “Voices through walls Carry meanings even when you can’t quite hear the words” Inspiration surrounds us, in the strangest of places can be found So we should listen attentively write down each thought […]
As the winds begin to rise
Tomorrow, birds will again sing, this storm will cease
Enjoy the now time
There will be days when a paper cut will be your biggest disaster
Haiku
Buy a book to read While reading do you riffle? Savour each line, or Poetry from The ManShed 30/09/19
Words
His mind, a theatre of ever changing notions
Embracing its blossoming
Dawn, sky a sea of blue He sits, watches clouds uncurl Today is a new world Somewhere there is misery He whispers a prayer of sympathy Through open window, the sound Melodious, as warblers sing unceasingly. Out then he ventured into pastures green Autumns dew falling from bronzed leaves Cobwebs glistening in early morning sun […]
Limerick
There once was a man of bad habits Who tried his might to skin rabbits Try as he might Those rabbits took fright Left him longing for his dish of Welsh rarebits. Poetry from The ManShed 25/09/19
Laying a foundation
He spent all his day in his chair Vacated it when the last stroke of midnight sounded Through rambling talk and broken dreams He removed himself, closed the door Contemplating thoughts of castles in the air, fantasies Remembering as he rubbed weary eyes Nights spent burning the candle at both ends Labouring over scattered words […]