What does tomorrow bring If only we could tell Yet the future is ours to sing In the hope it turns out well No magic spells tonight As we pray to the moonlight...
Nobody Knows
Tag: Life
Haiku
Form: Haiku sweet teasing too longlonging lips moist with desirechocolate melts slowly ©JGFarmer2021
Fluffy Boots
Nerve damage sugar levels unstable and feet of ice...
The Way Ahead
Aggression within me As eyes open to see My destiny is waiting there...
Nattering Old Ladies
Sharp and vibrant green bent over the path like old women gathered to natter on the corner ...
Just Standing Here
Just Standing HereMedia: Graphite on paper Just Standing Here -- Jez Farmer 2021 ©JG Farmer 2021
Haiku
Form: Haiku sweet memories fadeinto the mists of life’s stressjust crumbs on a plate ©JGFarmer2021
#Writephoto – The Reluctant Laptop
Thank you KL for a great prompt, and a wonderful trip back to when my lads were whippersnappers – ok a nightmare at the time...
Haiku
Form: Haiku treasure hunters scratchfor the fortunes found in dreamsa coin blessed with luck ©JGFarmer2021
Abbreviate
Abbreviate to shorten, lmao Txt to hru? The modern way of communicating Can a poem be written in this new language Should or shouldn't that be, is that not discriminating...
Waiting
Media: Pencil on paper Waiting by Jez Farmer 2021 ©JG Farmer 2021
Dangerous Speeds
Speeding down life's highway, pedal to the floor Events blur in fusion, no time for more Days melt into years right before your eyes So much haste, no time for goodbyes...
Haiku
Form: Haiku machete blade cuts splitting logs in the pile fires of winter come ©JGFarmer2021
Gratuitous
Free love, a trip to back to hippies, drugs and rock ‘n’ roll The advent of the birth control pill, giving us sexual liberty The Beatles, Hendrix, the Rolling Stones Is that really what gave us our identity?...
Nurture
Is the way we are nature or nurture? Are we born with our quirks and identity? Do we learn to be all that we are? It’s an argument that will rage for infinity...
The Power Within
Where lies the power to conquer the dark When stars do not shine, the moon has no light And the thoughts of the mind are cold and stark In a lost world where is the hidden truth...
Tree of Night
In the silver vagueness of the moonlight The willow weeps ghostly tears To the dark skies of the night....
Sesquipedalian and Panoply
I love long words when I play Scrabble If I use all my tiles I score double. Now writing poems I count the sounds Made by letters in order bound...
Strangers Passing By
Just two strangers sharing glances then saying hello when we crossed paths on my way to work on your way home...
Breeze Whispers
She gave me a reason down by the sea So long ago like a whispering breeze I can hardly hear what she said to me...
Bloody Admin
The desk is lonely as dawn breaks And outside morning chorus how it sings In the lazy rays of an early sun....
Haiku
Form: Haiku the lost and brokenpass the window holding bowlsin line, single file ©JGFarmer2021
Room to Breathe
There is a place not far from me That takes me away from life Where the mundane, stress and worries Merely disappear...
#Writephoto – British Summer Time
Not the clocks changing confusing the brain but...
Can’t Clean That
Because of Covid we must wash hands heed...
Daily Bread
A grain to grace the farmer’s field An ocean of green on a breeze It waves gently between the weald...
The Tuna Fish
Recalling old days, the Sunday market You and me strolling the stalls, hand in hand Picking up Sunday lunch, should we forget.
Memories Within
Exquisite carved legs of days gone by the sheen of mahogany reflecting the light so many memories captured in wood...
Time to Grow Up
When I was young and thought I knew it all With an attitude that built a brick wall With nothing to learn and always so right...
Another Old Chestnut
From within autumn’s dying leaves it fell Hidden from view among the blades of grass It’s glory encased in a prickly shell...
A Penny Well Spent
To hold a penny inside your hand Securely keep it for your own desire To spend it in the way that you have planned...
Myths of Modern Times
Myths of modern times Echoes of long ago Time repeats...
Tasting Erotica
Form: Raven’s Rovi Sonnet 109 My fingers caress the precious pearl fleshIvory whiteness, inhaling her scentHer irate fragrance so sweet and so freshWith gentle stirrings I bring out her bestJust a little longer I wait to tasteFor my tongue is hungry and longs to testBut such is her sweetness I cannot wasteTo savour her delight … Continue reading Tasting Erotica
The Best Things
When the day is too full of gloom And the daily grind gets you down You can feel your face start to frown...
A Taste of September
Form: Raven’s Rovi Sonnet 104 She comes with her basket ready to chooseAnd the farmer comes with his goods to sellIt’s a bargain of faith neither will loseShe wants some apples to bake her a pieHis orchard trees were laden with ripe fruitHer fingers select the apples to buyEach one shining in its autumn green … Continue reading A Taste of September
Charlie’s Gone
Recalling that night, the first time we met Too blind to see the harm in front of me Believing you had come to set me free...
Chocolate
That sweet satin taste as you first touch my lips Eager and hungry, I savour your first embrace From the end of my toes to my finger tips...
Dystopian Life
An old man paid his dues in a war by night sleeps alone on the city streets by day begs for a coin so he can eat...
Black Rose Petals
As I lay the black roses on your grave I no longer feel I am strong and brave As winds blows emptiness again today...
Open the Door
Seeing beyond pain to enrich the day A hidden purpose, a reason to dream Releasing the past in a conscious stream...
Floating City
Old city of art that echoes romance On meandering canals of lost dreams And immoral lovers kiss in a chance...
The Rigi State of Mind
The queen of mountains, a peak for the climb But she is much more than a place to go Inspiring words of an old poet’s rhyme...
The Song of Salt
Form: Raven’s Rovi Sonnet 99 (Tetrameter) From the sea to my glassware pigThe salty songs are sung to meFrom oceans deep, a seasoned gigEssence of Earth and seas, they singTheir broken song in mournful voiceThe price they paid for our tongue’s zingFor salt on chips we made the choiceThe mourning tunes of what we doDraining … Continue reading The Song of Salt
On Afternoon Tea
Form: French Sonnet 6 The laced Swiss cheese that I like bestWith delicate layered ham on soft breadWith creamy butter thinly spreadAnd china plates sparkle and jestWhile potted tea takes on its restOn the table the books to be readAnd her needle is wanting threadWhile fresh baked scents from the scone nestMy hand begins to … Continue reading On Afternoon Tea
Ballet and Bandits
Form: Italian Sonnet 2 The Garden is still heaving at midnightTourists and revellers after a showAnd the last trains are blaring ‘time to go’An atmosphere to awaken delightAs 2am strikes the Garden falls quiteQuiet; now the pubs have closed and clubs glowFor the all-nighters are in their full flowAs another drunk staggers out of sightAnd … Continue reading Ballet and Bandits
The Machine
As babes we are all equalwhen leaving the wombblood that is redand mother’s milk to be fedand then as we growthe equality myth explodesas the elite exploit the status quoof the cheap labourof no educationof working more hoursfor even less payonly to dieas nobody cares ©JGFarmer2021
Tomato Sonnet
Form: Raven’s Rovi Sonnet 93 On a summer’s day its juice shines the sunIn slices between the salad greens and plateOr layered on cheese between burger and bunIts summer sweetness runs unabatedYet all that’s wasted in a ketchup jarThe fate of fruit for summer createdThe only goodness in summer by farWhile the crazy lounge out … Continue reading Tomato Sonnet
Asymptomatic
Form: cywydd deuair hirion Is it a reason to frownA year spent in a lockdownProtecting family and friendsToo many say it dependsI want to do this and thatCovid is just some old chatSelfish acts then they get fined‘That’s unfair and so unkindBut look I didn’t get sickYet my friends were not so quickThe common factor … Continue reading Asymptomatic
A Writer’s Rage
Form: English Sonnet Yet another typo missed by the spell checkDraft after draft I have to type againMy fingers move faster than a hen’s peckOr get judge’s comments full of disdain.Proofreading screams at mistakes in grammarThe anger I feel is building up insideStart again I don’t want all the dramaJust so editors won’t push me … Continue reading A Writer’s Rage
Things I Can Do
Form: Free Verse It is not for me to understandthe struggles that others facewhen my own struggles with lifeare beyond my comprehension It is not for me to approve ofwhat people choose to do, to bewhen I am fighting to gain approvalfrom myself But I am wise enough to knowI can’t change the worldbut I … Continue reading Things I Can Do
