Write twelve lines of blank verse and underline
changes in metre so that you may prove
you have completely grasped the lesson set
and can define the difference between
iambs, trochees, dactyls and anapests,
whilst ensuring that a solid theme runs through
the poem’s length. I am a bit unsure;
Accented / unaccented syllables
are difficult to fathom at first glance.
I think I’ll understand them given time;
Blank verse though, is much harder than it seems
(pentameter falls naturally to rhyme).
Bright enough to burn
Into a bleakly urban Tuesday morning -
Vase of yellow sunshine on my window sill.
Brewery sketched greyly behind
Is not redeemed, however.
Opened during the night,
Their faces now crane upwards
Towards Mother Sun
As she peers downwards
Through concrete fingers.
Charm and pathos mixed.
What price such effort
When beauty is already
Severed from purpose?
Theirs is a brief moment
Now is given up
In favour of a posterity
They earn a certain dignity
And in cauterising today's pain
Who is to say
That they lack meaning.
(From the poetry collection Cats and Other Myths)
MUSIC OF MY SOUL - Mary EmejiThe soft note of the piano is playing
In alternate sequence with the violin,
Creating a soothing sound of relaxation
That captivates my mind with serene intoxication.
The strings of the guitar blend into the symphony
As the orchestra intermingle the tunes in harmony,
Producing a flowing resonance in the atmosphere;
Whilst the sonic reverberations of the flute cohere.
My mind swirls into the dance of mental elation
As the music tingles every string of my emotion.
The waves of tranquility infiltrate my senses,
Elevating my spirit to heavenly places.
I’m simply lost in the moment of musical romance,
Relishing the sweetness of this melody - like in a trance.
This classic song is indeed the music of my soul--
‘Concierto de Aranjuez’ by Joaquin Rodrigo.
(From the book 'Royal Luminosity' 2011)
THE SPIRIT'S SEARCH - Alan Rainer
The hidden power that moves mankind to dream,
To search beyond earthly realms to things unseen,
To aspire to highest peaks of holy mountains,
To cedar forests, celestial palaces and fountains.
This zest for life and love, beauty and truth
That kindles the hearts and gives meaning for youth,
That shines in glory on every human face
When all is well and all is in the right place.
This hidden spirit, full of joy and sadness,
Knows full well the righteous path of gladness.
It searches for the deepest secrets of heaven:
The holy bread which rises with the leaven.
No distance is too far, infinity is but a moment.
The whole universe sings His glorious praise.
All the stars, and moon and sun’s rays
Join in harmony: the whole orchestra of life plays.
The spirit seeks its single path to fame,
Not earthly, but in understanding the name
That gives glory to each living thing,
That enchants the soul and makes it sing.
JAZZ - Patricia J. Morris
a blue sun rose above my window
that seemed to cast my day in doubt
and piercing through the lurid sunshine
the yellow blue birds seemed to shout
‘stay to slumber
sleep to die
tell your heart no reasons why’
but i have not yet been defeated
i am not yet cast away
stop the yellow mist from falling
let lovers cry for yesterday
a blood red path beneath my footsteps
leads me to a place unknown
yet i have followed bleaker rainbows
to find that which i can call my own
from jagged hilltops
there’s no where left for me to hid
for i will not be shut in silence
i have not help hope at bay
it pulls me from the miry shadows
let lovers cry for yesterday.
MEMORIES - Theresa Rhodes
The pictures in the album
might make you shed some tears,
as you look back with memory
on all those happy years.
Sweet memories will please you
as you see those photographs,
The times that you remember
will give you many laughs.
But never will these days return
so this is what I'll say,
"Be happy, love for ever more
Look forward to tomorrow
Don't look back, my friend;
For life goes on from day to day
until the very end.
TWO WARWICKSHIRE POETS - James Henry
Four-hundred and fifty years
Since his birth.
Who lived 15 years longer
Before he departed
William – can I call him Bill?
Was a contemporary of
Who is commemorated
At Michaels’ memorial
The bus shelter sign reads
At Bill’s memorial
The tourist signs
point to the various shrines
Bill and Michael
Or should that be
Michael and Bill?
Separated by 25 miles
One forgotten, one famous
Yet both possessed
a well-trimmed quill.
LET'S DANCE - Tonny Sammy
Street dance, tap dancing even ballet
These are all fun to play
Doing flips, tapping the floor
Twirling around we need a bit more
When you do the waltz, salsa or even the tango
Afterwards you will need a fresh mango
There is not something better than hip-hop
So because you’re going to sweat dance in a short-sleeved top
Singing and dancing are very close together
Just like a bird and a feather
At school you will find me dancing
Apart from when the bell goes ding-aling-ding
SAMPLER - Mark Niel
Read me in threads.
See me in precise stitches.
Take in the text
and specially chosen.
Find comfort in patterns,
decipher the colours
and look for the deliberate blemish
Turn me over,
See how neatly worked I am.
Hold me in your hands
and see if you know me
or what is meant by craft.
HOME - Dollin Holt
In my imaginings
Of place and home,
Nostalgia embraces me.
And a door opens,
And I see the old country,
The one I left behind.
That house on a dusty Street
Where memories are located
Looms into view refreshingly
My home, sweet home
Frozen in time.
I escape to it dozens of time,
When I left years ago,
I left the door unlocked
So I may return to it.
And dozens of time,
I return to it
From this imposed home.
But an emptiness stares at me
As I make to embrace it.
Can we truly go home?
Dollin Oghenerieboruen Ovaroh- Holt (Copyright, 2013)
TOUCH ME - Paul Rogers
Touch me with your kindness, touch me with your glove.
Touch me with your beauty, touch me with your love.
Touch me when I’m lonely, touch me tenderly.
Touch me when I’m hurting, touch me, set me free.
Find me in the darkness, find me in the light.
Find me when I’m far away, find me, give me sight.
Find me make me whole now, find me lift my face.
Find me with your smile, find me with your grace.
Free me from the shackles, free me heal the scars.
Free me from the prison, free me break the bars.
Free me show me how to fly, free me give me wings.
Free me, now I see again, free me let me sing.
See me by your side again, see me, gone the pain.
See me walk into the light, see me freedom claim.
See me healed by tenderness, see me, heart set free.
See me as I dance again, see me now I’m me.
YOUR LOVE - Angela Wilkinson
Your love is so wonderful words cannot express, but I am only yours for one night,
how can you say that, it is because I love someone else.
Oh Baby Oh Baby I love you but you don't loveme for what I am but for my possessions.
Can you feel my vibrations running through my soul - longing for a love like yours don't make me depart from you.
Oh Baby, Oh Baby I love you but you don't love me for what I am but for my possessions.
I have to go now and you must take care because I have no love for you no more. I wish you all the best in life to warrant you every success and hope in love - I am sorry.
THE CHILDREN OF TODAY - Adolphus Burke
The children of today who are they
Do we really know them do they really care
Sometimes they do and they made proud too
Sometime they don’t and life become a misery
When they fill our heart with laughter
It’s a joy to remember
But when they made us suffer with their bad behaviour
We find it hard to recover
Still they are our future our sons and daughter
That’s why we will always be there for them
No matter how much they made us suffer
The children of today who are they
Do we really know them do we really care
Sure we do more than they will ever know
That’s why we will stand by them whenever in trouble
We look after them in sickness and in health
In their time of trouble their pain we felt
Comfort them and help them through their struggle
For they are our future the man and woman of tomorrow
The children of today who are they
Don’t they know we love them? Don’t they know we care?
Why do they give us stress and pressure?
Why do they rebel against their mother and father?
Is there any love more precious than the love?
Of a mother and father
Only God love is much greater
The bible say be kind to each other
Show compassion to one other
Love your mother and father
And live in piece for ever and ever
THE ALIEN THAT CAME TO DINNER - Francis McDonnell
Once the doorbell rang whilst cooking our meal
An alien stood there sniffing with zeal
Not wanting to offend, we let it in
It’s vibrating legs made an awful din
But other than that it was very nice
And sat down quietly with its legs bent thrice
We served it roast beef with every trimming
And it bared its fangs whilst also grinning
It ate all its peas and slurped all its wine
Then rolled its eyes with a gurgle divine
The parsnips went down with all the butter
The roast beef promptly made its eyes flutter
The spuds and carrots went down in some beers
Then after the gravy it twirled its ears
When pudding came it gave a short shriek
Rushed into the corner and nursed its beak
When dinner was done it hoovered the floor
Then pooed from its bottom some silver ore
Enough, in fact, to pay for the whole house
Then made its goodbyes as quiet as a mouse
Yes we knew we were onto a winner
When the nice alien came to dinner