Monday, 29 October 2012

Autumn 2- 13 years later, after Autumn 1 :)

Autumn is a time for change
You've heard it all before, the colours, the range!
But what is it about Autumn that really touches the soul?
The rustling trees in the wind, the burning fire on the coal?

Depends on how you look at it
No-one is the same
Is it a metaphor for life?
Or is it just Nature's game?

No-one can deny
It's a fantastic display of art
From the warming hay in the meadows
To the sunsets that touch the heart

The crispy air when you step out the door
The kids screaming in delight at the leaves galore...
All the things that one can describe
It's hard not to be a cliche when this time arrives

But why hold back when something is so dear?
Isn't there beauty to be found at every moment of the year?

What makes Autumn so special that sets it apart from other seasons?
Why is it taking me so long to think of the reasons?
Perhaps I am looking for more than what is already there
I was better at this as a child, being an adult isn't fair!

So perhaps that is the key
To look at life through children's eyes
Where changes big and small
Are met with wonder and surprise!

Poem- How I feel right now...


I am so bored, help me quick
If I carry on like this, I’ll get really thick
Sick of the whinging, sick of the moans
Saying it all again makes me groan.
What is a girl to do?  I’ll stop and say
Please be over with Friday!

Sleep is needed, it can’t wait
My bed is waiting for me as bait
To draw me in to peaceful slumber
I love it so, is it any wonder?

Living for a life of sleep
Perhaps I should swap it for a jeep
In my dreams, yeah, literally I say
Why would it be any other way?

A jeep to take me through the jungle
Of colour, sounds, I wouldn’t grumble
Beautiful visions, unconscious reality
Psychedelic kaleidoscope of earth defying gravity
Freedom of movement, joy, let’s sing
Sleep truly is mesmerising

Poem- Texture Lady


Lower your head onto the pillow
Breathe in the smell of peace
Fall in deep slumber to the sound of thunder
Cushioned in between the sheets

Feel the silk case caress your cheek
Sliding into the unconscious of sleep
Fall into another world
There is no other place to go

Silk turns to grit to liquid to sand
The texture of dreams
I must try to understand
The places I am visiting

Crawling on all fours through no man’s land
The dirt between my fingers
Confirming my location in danger
And yet I feel safe

Liquid on my skin
So soothing and fresh
Consumes my whole body
In a sea of deep blue

My feet in the hot sand
Scorching in a summer heat
Rubbing against the grain
Cracking with no pain

Weightlessness in air
Cotton delicately lifting me
Into the high atmosphere
Where I drop suddenly

And then I wake up.

Poetry competition

Well!  It has been a few months since I have last been inspired to write a new blog entry.  It has been so utterly quiet at work today and by 9am this morning I had seen everything I wanted to online.  Fast forward to this afternoon and I spot a Serbian/English poetry competition on the Britic site (British-Serbian online magazine).  Having experimented with poetry I thought I might put it out there a bit, although I dare say I am far from experienced and that seems to be a pre-requisite in this competition.  Gahhhh!  What have I got to lose? I may be a little unrefined...but what I have is mine, it's me and it's unique.  I don't have to base my poetry on some pompous-headed words-worth (no pun intended).  I have until 20th December to hand in up to 4 entries, at a cost of £3 each.  If you also wish to participate, here is the link: http://www.ebritic.com/?p=215336  Do make sure to read the flyer and terms and conditions before submitting as there are rules to follow regarding safeguarding your identity for a fair result.

I'll spend the rest of my afternoon letting the words flow, but I shall not force anything.  I sometimes find that the best poetry is organic, free-floating words that somehow bind together to sense an atmosphere or emotion.  Enough with the confusion- lets just be us.


I've uploaded some of my old poems after this post, if you care to comment please do.  It'll be nice to receive some thoughts of which one I should submit.