
Waterfall (Salto Del Angelo Venezuela)
Look through the spectrum,
a wondrous, moist, mist rises,
rainfall in reverse.

Look through the spectrum,
a wondrous, moist, mist rises,
rainfall in reverse.
Filed under Factual, Haiku, nature inspired, Otherworldly, Self compositions
Fighting
the unruly waves
will reveal the measure
of the craft and her persona
is forged.

Gratitude shown, for
each little act of kindness,
harmony regained
Filed under As you read it, Factual, Haiku, Self compositions
Pink flanked mackerel
in pursuit of silver shoals
across turquoise seas,
messages that all can read
etched above in Babel’s tongues.
Filed under As you read it, Factual, nature inspired, Old knowledge, Self compositions, Tanka
Now my voyage ends
here, abandoned to my fate
on this sandy shore,
my message as yet unread
by those who would gain the most.
Filed under On the lines of romance, Self compositions, Tanka

Many a good tune
coaxed from the body of a
fine vintage fiddle,
Vigorous use of the bow
and some sensitive plucking.
Filed under No offence intended, On the lines of romance, Self compositions, Tanka
A churchgoing girl called Geraldine
married a sailor when she was just seventeen,
while her husband was away on the sea
men would go back to her house for some tea
and make videos that were often obscene.
Filed under Adult themes, Comic verse, History, Limerick, On the lines of romance, Self compositions
“You may well hang your head, I suppose you’ve been sneaking around again, upstairs and downstairs. I wouldn’t put it past your sort to go poking around in my ladies chamber. Go on admit it, you have haven’t you?”
Filed under Inspired by fable, Self compositions, Stirring the memories, Whimsical

Weather marvellous,
having a terrific time,
postcard platitudes.
Filed under As you read it, Factual, Haiku, Self compositions

I will tell you a tale,
it’s not very long,
about Teddy the tinker
who loved to sing songs,
while riding in his cart
as his pony towed them along.
The pony’s name was Ticker
but he had just one thing wrong
with him, though you couldn’t tell
as he trotted in time to his gong.
It wasn’t his heart though his name may suggest
but his very long appendage
which reached to his chest.
Filed under Adult themes, As you read it, Comic verse, Self compositions, Whimsical
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