The atmosphere is chill This is a bitter pill to swallow We must believe, now in unreal times Onward! Onward! We must travel. Fate dictates this, as the world unravels No point taking the high moral ground Bite the bullet as we go to ground. Traffic and trade across world suspended. They have no wish […]
Tag: #Freehand
As you go.
As you go. As you go through life You are wished wind for your sail. Success as you venture on that that path of dreams. Food for your hunger. A lust for life. Ink for your pen. The readiness to forgive. A hand for friendship. A tongue to speak no evil. A voice of hope. […]
Silence settled over him.
Silence settled over him. From the far end of memory Before daylight is everywhere He settled in to write. The sleeping earth overflowed With poetic thoughts. Having many a vacant hour to pass All alive in his heavenly domain The bay-window slung open Allowed sounds permeate this writing space Words, wormed their way Leaving a […]
Raging against the tide.
A poem written between womb and tomb
Yes, this can go viral
Acrostic poetry. (Pandemic) Positivity people, do not panic All will again be well with the world No obeying orders will be our downfall Don’t go on solo runs Extra precautions must be taken, it is for our own wellbeing Mindfulness, something we should all try and pursue Indeed mind one another, a priority Coming together […]
Follow all regulations.
Follow all regulations. Mind how you go. Don’t panic buy. Keep your distance. Remember cleanliness is next to Godliness. We are living in pandemic times’ No one knows what the end result will be. We can keep contact remotely. Talk, talk, talk. Isolate if we must. Be not afraid. We are all in this together. […]
Words don’t you just love them?
Words don’t you just love them? These inescapable creatures Everyday tempters Intelligibility, they have it in spades Unavoidable once you wake Undoubtedly they never sleep They are there in your dreams In your screams. They have no problem with repetition Thrive on hyperbole. O’re yon high eastward hill Housed in his hamlet he’ll write words […]
Needle in a haystack.
Needle in a haystack. This viral epidemic consuming the world Seeking out a cure appears a long way off? Conflicting reports on how to cope Leads one to wonder, is there any hope Yet we as people will survive It’s in our DNA to stay alive. The saying “man mind thyself, woman do likewise” Now […]
Acrostic Poem.
Acrostic poem. Language. Learning to write #Acrosticpoetry, you must Never say never. Gather your thoughts Unravel them Allow yourself make errors, do not chastise Go for a walk in your mind and remember always Every cloud has a silver lining. © Chris Black 9th March 2020 Poetry from The Man Shed ~The Poets Poet~
Ode to a sling.
Ode to a sling. Last Thursday he had shoulder surgery To assist his recovery he was fitted with a sling Secured around the waist and across the shoulder Now his right arm being out of commission leaves him Struggling to come to terms with learning to be ambidextrous Mighty difficult it must be said Tapping […]
Chris's Blog 