My Week- As A Poem

27th Nov - 3rd Dec 2011

You have feasted on me;

taken you pound of flesh.

Cut savagely,

and discarded all the rest.

You have dined upon my dreams-

devoured my soul as well.

Then picked your rotten teeth clean,

and crawled back down to Hell.

My Week- As A Poem

Photo by Danny Boyster

21st - 26th November 2011

I look through an obscure view, from the bottom
right-hand windowpane -
heavy with condensation;
and dripping with rain. 

Blurry - out of focus -
all wrong.
But the glass will clear again,
when the rain has gone.

My Week- As A Poem

 14th - 20th November 2011

All things pass,

And all things change;

Nothing can ever stay the same.

The wheel turns,

To carry us on;

And soon we find, what was,

Has gone.

Thought for the Week

"Poetry should please by a fine excess and not by singularity. It should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost as a remembrance.'

John Keats (1795 - 1821)

Nothing

Photo by Alan Cleaver - http://www.flickr.com/photos/alancleaver/

Nothing but ticking clocks,

non-stop.

An irremovable blot.

A ceaseless movement forward

into nothing.

Nothing but wondering why

our time seems to fly,

or what's beyond the sky.

Why do we even bother, to try.

Nothing.

Surely there's a point

to our creaking joints?

A meaning

behind all these feelings.

Nothing, but old photographs

in a worn-out frame,

of a long-forgotton name;

that will still only fade,

to

nothing.

Emma Barrett

Peaceful, Calming Seas

Photo by Mckay Savage -http://www.flickr.com/photos/mckaysavage/

I sail above your mirrored depths –

On shades of jade and green;
That roll and crash above a world;

Immersed, and sub-marine.

Your skin that strokes the waiting shores –

A call to come and play;

In tides that rise, then drift away,

At different times each day.

A veil of sea spray whips the bow,

And trips upon the water;

On gentle swell, through glassy wave,

That sighs with salt aroma.

Let me drift upon your depths,

Gently rocked to ease.

On silent, blue that meets the sky,

On peaceful, calming seas.

Emma Barrett