Poets Alive

An annoying humming machine

Droning on -

Oh what peace would bring!

Someone gulping a drink

Refreshed at last!

The scribbling of poets and the

Shaking table -

Lots of relaxing sighs and

Breaths exhaled.

Very therapeutic in the poets team

Passion for the written word

All on the first birthday of Poole Poetry Group!

 

 

 

 

 

A Beautiful Vision

 

The blackcurrant field swaying –

Calmly at the break of day.

The summer solstice has arrived –

The swallows flit down on the rows of blackcurrants –

Catching gnats and twittering a high pitched distinctive

Call as they twist skywards to illustrate their forked tails.

 

Enter the blackcurrant pickers with the two buckets

Each to fleece the bushes bare on the longest day of the year!