As lightning brights the meadow
And thunder dulls the air;
I feel it still,
A stormy chill,
An aura everywhere.
I wander o'er the pathway
And paddle through the rain;
My bootheels squash
The squelchy wash
Along the puddled... – by Alan S Jeeves | 4 Views added 3 years ago
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A darkened room knows no sorrow
No today and no tomorrow;
A darkened room has no sadness
Has no pain, only madness.
A darkened room has no light
Has no moon or starlight bright;
A darkened room has no shine
Has no lustre, yours or... – by Alan S Jeeves | 2 Views added 3 years ago
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The hand that inks the essay,
The words of wisdom all that lay
Upon the page to rage and say
The things that bring such joy to... – by Alan S Jeeves | 5 Views added 3 years ago
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If I could take my time again
A different thing I'd do;
I'd take the comfort, leave the pain,
Take the sunshine, leave the rain,
If only I could start... – by Alan S Jeeves | 19 Views added 3 years ago
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Here I grow, a handsome fir tree,
Standing upright within my wood;
An innocent, then let me be.
Where now I thrive for all to see,
Strobilus stemmed out of the bud;
Here I grow, a handsome fir... – by Alan S Jeeves | 6 Views added 3 years ago
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I gazed down from the water's side
To see a silver gleam
And standing staring looked and tried
To see beyond the stream.
The clearest water sparkling, pure,
Below me stilled and calm;
Its cooling, soothing, fooling lure,
Seductive in its... – by Alan S Jeeves | 10 Views added 3 years ago
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The window that I peer through
At summer's break of day;
Way out, afar, and near to
I see the dawn of May.
Through the age-old pane of glass,
A masterpiece for sure,
A portrait of a different class ~
A painted Yorkshire... – by Alan S Jeeves | 9 Views added 3 years ago
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The day came slowly as I peered out from behind my eyes,
There was no noise, only nonsense.
The sunrise had chosen not to wait for me,
He was needless of my company as he clambered over the hill ~
As the day was yet... – by Alan S Jeeves | 9 Views added 3 years ago
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The chestnut tree within the glade,
One half-a-mile past Windy Lea,
There in the cool, refreshing shade.
A friend, indeed, in her I made,
She stood upright, aloft was she ~
The chestnut tree within the... – by Alan S Jeeves | 8 Views added 3 years ago
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The memories are warm in the eye of the storm
I remember the days long ago.
And the raindrops fall wet as the tears of regret
Dance through the air to and fro...
And the nighttime grows cold when the daytime grows... – by Alan S Jeeves | 6 Views added 3 years ago
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There is no god in England
(I learned of that this day)
For when a man is stricken
He has no more to say.
He lies in expectation,
The end to shortly be,
Torment is blindly gazing out
Through eyes that barely... – by Alan S Jeeves | 3 Views added 3 years ago
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When all the land is in repose
There is a noise, as nightfall shows,
A noise to stir the sinews of your mind.
And so, who hear it at its best,
(Who know its sound, as others rest)
May thank the Lord, he made it for... – by Alan S Jeeves | 2 Views added 3 years ago
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Where have all the raindrops gone
Spilling from on high?
Which once would fall about my head
But now my head is dry.
Where have all the snowflakes gone
Ambling down from space?
Shivering in the winter wild
And melting on my... – by Alan S Jeeves | 6 Views added 3 years ago
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There he stood with his painted face;
All focused on the bright colours that he wore.
No one saw his eyes (they were out of place),
Why should they? That's not what they had paid to see.
It was his jolliness that they chose to embrace.
His... – by Alan S Jeeves | 8 Views added 3 years ago
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I am not now the one I used to be.
Time has changed me, as to everyone it does;
I am a divergent wight now, as you see,
My soul has become so much more infinite
And so, with contrasting ideas I now... – by Alan S Jeeves | 9 Views added 3 years ago
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Cor blimey it's London! ~ a wet winter's day,
The stream in the gutter swills fancies away.
The 'eavens 'ave opened, the wind 'n' the rain,
All of your credence is washed down the... – by Alan S Jeeves | 15 Views added 3 years ago
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I wish I was a tin man
Out there cutting wood;
I'd rely upon the lube can
To keep my elbows good.
All day I'd task and toil
Until it's time for tea,
And then I'd take a squirt of oil
To keep my knee joints... – by Alan S Jeeves | 4 Views added 3 years ago
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Clouds loom drifting, passing by,
The west wind gently tempts them on
Though no one knows what cause them cry
And no one hears their pleading voice
As all their acid tears well... – by Alan S Jeeves | 6 Views added 3 years ago
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You may grieve on this darkest of days.
You may weep tears of demulcent dew
And ponder the wonder of God's cruelest ways
Though ne'er understand their reason or rhyme,
Nor unravel the ruse that he ruthlessly... – by Alan S Jeeves | 15 Views added 3 years ago
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The wind is come to sojourn once more
Delivering tidings from far away, yonder.
It expires its breath and wheezes veracity.
Eyes may not see but ears are alarmed
As the wind calls out its blustery voice
And those who listen will know it... – by Alan S Jeeves | 5 Views added 3 years ago
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The hour boldly strikes midnight inside my head.
I have already endured the long and thoughtful day.
I'm courting precious ambitions of sleep and bed
But there remain, still, things for me to do....
So many untitled pages are left unread,... – by Alan S Jeeves | 7 Views added 3 years ago
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A tiny tawny torso
With tiny tawny eyes.
In tiny tawny cautious flows
The tiny tawny flies.
A tiny tawny heartbeat
With tiny tawny pace;
A tiny tawny look upon
A tiny tawny... – by Alan S Jeeves | 3 Views added 3 years ago
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Who am I ? I wonder oft
And hope that I may see,
Who it is that's me,
And ask my maker up aloft
Who, indeed, I be?
Whyfor I'm here I ask aloud
And yearn for his reply,
And search for reason why,
From he beyond the cloud
Who, indeed, be... – by Alan S Jeeves | 2 Views added 3 years ago
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I weep for trees and forests,
We laid them all to waste.
Will children have no air to breath,
No atmosphere to... – by Alan S Jeeves | 3 Views added 3 years ago
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Where I lived when I was ten
I sometimes think of there, and then,
When I'm drowsing in my chair
My dozy thoughts go back to... – by Alan S Jeeves | 15 Views added 3 years ago
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Those were the days my friend, how blessed we were
Although, in past quandam days, knew it not.
Home to us was warm and dry, sound and... – by Alan S Jeeves | 2 Views added 3 years ago
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The bistred day has fallen still,
A darkened mead hangs overhead;
The hush within the evening chill
Chants now the yore is gone to bed.
A gently breeze steals from the west,
Cool along the shadowed lanes;
The sunburned broil, now at rest,
Its warmth... – by Alan S Jeeves | 14 Views added 3 years ago
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I had a chocolate soldier
He had a chocolate heart;
He had a chocolate lady fair,
They never were... – by Alan S Jeeves | 8 Views added 3 years ago
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I planted out an oak tree
One hundred years ago;
I saw her fed and watered,
I watched her lithely grow.
I watched her through the winter wild
Frosted, frore and dark.
I watched her as the summer sunburn
Baked her golden... – by Alan S Jeeves | 6 Views added 3 years ago
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The Ukraine rain fell long and hard
From clouds above on high,
But what were shed
Were tears of red
To spill on fields awry.
As storms of rage passed o'er the land
A horseman through it rode.
A black horse day
Of wild dismay
As floods of... – by Alan S Jeeves | 39 Views added 3 years ago
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