Tag: poetry
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REMEMBERING A TRIP TO THE LOCAL PUB ON A SUNDAY
There was much to ponder, As I took a wander, Over yonder. The perfect place, When she was on my case, To hide my face. A decent beer, in a pleasant atmosphere, I’ve never felt freer, The end of lockdown will raise a cheer. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt, hosted by SammiScribbles. This week’s prompt…
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GLISTENING WAVES
‘You never listen.’ Glisten. The sun dancing on the water. ‘You’re never there.’ Dare. The cold water round his ankles. ‘I’ve been having an affair.’ Stare. A line of rocks breaking the water in the distance. ‘The children will stay with me.’ Free. His body weightless in the water. ‘I want you out.’ Doubt. Arms…
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LAY ME DOWN HERE IN THE SHADE IN THIS SMALL HOLLOW IN THE GROUND
Lay me down here in the shade in this small hollow in the ground, Let the rush of the world pass me by, Lay me down and let me rest awhile, Take the weight off my shoulders for I can carry it no longer, Release my burden for I am too old to carry on,…
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FATHER AND SON
A PROSE POEM: A shallow stream with a pebbled carpet, Dapples of sunlight on a shimmering surface. Bare feet cooled in ripples of water, Shouts and laughter and joyful splashes. A father and a son joined in play, A precious moment clutched from memory. Quiet descends on a father alone, A shadow of…
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FALLEN TREE
There was a time when my father stood strong. Through any storm his branches protected us. His roots anchored us to the land. His trunk solid and unbending against history. Now the turmoil of time has taken its toll. That once great man lies now broken. Torn down by years of war and violence. Now…
Iain Kelly 