Summer Songs

As another summer draws to a close and we prepare for the fluttering colours of autumn, I decided to mark the changing seasons with another poetry collection. I am once again delighted to have teamed up with my friend and talented poet Joe Praks. 

Joe and I are both inspired by the wonders of nature. I have woven our poems together to give a different take on a number of themes. Joe's poems are in green and mine in blue. I hope you will enjoy reading.

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Three beauties watching over me

Tiny beauties, so small, so wee

Yet I feel they saved me for real

They did it somehow

They rescued me from myself

Protecting me against my bad self

Allowed me to forget anybody else

Allowed me to clean my mind

Allowed me to forget the pain

Of time.

I watched you pick daisies

From long blades of grass

On buttercup summer days

With childlike dexterity

You painstakingly made

A long floral chain.

You placed it carefully

On my head

Said I looked 

Like a princess

Painted pictures from

Colourful story books

Then crowned me 

With hope and happiness.

Concentration reflected

In soft warm breath

As you touched 

Feather-like petals

Golden wonder in

Your innocent face

A moment captured forever.

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My love is a lonely ship

Sailing a deep sea of my mind

Your smile is my safe harbour

The only anchor that works well

Against the dark undertows

Hidden in my soul

I am but a sailor

Sailing in a sea of

Fast running time

I'm thinking of you

While humming your name

Sailing away.

Every time I see the sea

A brand new love affair starts

We court each other

We flirt for a while

He soothes my aching heart

Surrounded by darkness

I miss him so much

I hear him whisper my name

Until dawn beckons

And I follow the path

To be by his side

Once again.

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Just a beautiful moth

My tender angel of midnight

She's often feared

And misunderstood

She's craving for the Sun

She's not to see

We owe her so much

Apologize we should

She's silent in her dream

When night has borrowed from

A new day its white curtain 

Is she happy?

I'm not certain.

Close your sleepy eyes

Whilst a breeze gently rocks

Your leafy cradle.

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I was promised a rainbow

Yet somehow I've

Ended up with the world

Lost in monochrome

And cold wind with the pouring rain

It's so dark now during the day

As if no Sun has risen at all

I won't raise my head

Nor will I raise my voice

I close my eyes and mind instead

As my dream

Gone mad.

She took a walk

Along the path

Where the river

Meets the sea

Opened the letter

With trembling hands

Wiry writing

An extension of him

A sense of monochrome

Foreboding

As she read the

Opening lines

Dark clouds engulfed

The hazy sun

Like the tears

Blurring her eyes.

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They call me a thistle

Unable of a tender feeling

Or touch

Yet I know my heart is full of love

But I won't tell a word

I hate to show off

But what I feel is real

It means to me so much

They call me a thistle

But it's alright

At least I'm a flower

I hope I don't offend your sight.

Industrious bee

I hear a nectar love song

When you hum to me.

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Another sunset photo

Yet another cliché

I know

It's all been here before

The world needs to

Be reminded over and over again

For each and  every sunset

There's a new sunrise awaiting

Everything must and shall pass

For each and every broken heart

There's a flower blooming

For a new start...

Fusing into one

Silent synchronicity

Souls reunited.

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Sailing away with you

And only you on my mind

From and towards my dream

Holding you near like in my memories

Can't wait to see you

Can't wait to hold you

Can't wait to kiss you

For real.

That delicious

Moment

Of stillness

And calm

Before

Thoughts are

Dominated

By a thunderclap

Of waves

Crashing on

The helpless beach

Curling 

Swirling

Unearthing emotions

Then retreating

Disappearing

Like glistening

Windswept 

Teardrops 

On my cheek.

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Friendship

This post is a celebration of the friendship I have developed with gifted poet Joe Praks. Joe’s eye for detail has been such an inspiration to me. It’s a pleasure and an honour to join forces with him. I hope you will enjoy reading our poetry. 

The first six poems are Joe’s creations. The remainder are my own.

So glad it's here

Here it came, another new morning

Sleepy like a new born baby

Angels are reigning the skies

It's safe to wake up

It's safe to listen to the wind

It's safe to start anew

It's safe to to feel a wee bit insecure

It's safe to leave my comfort zone

It's safe to dream.

The sun is about to set

I remain silent

But I’m still the same

All my thoughts belong to you

All the words we shared

I cherish them in my heart

Memorising them when

I'm alone and

Much darker reigns the night

I remain silent

As all might have been

Said and done

But you,

You are the one.

Beautiful snowdrops growing

They're trying to call in 

The spring Sun

Courageous little beauties

I wonder what they do now

As it was freezing in the night

And the snow appeared again

Did they just fall asleep, awaiting

Their big day

Or are they just dying dreaming

I'd like to know.

I see you within my heart

I see you in the shimmering light

I feel you as the night is getting

Near me now

Ready to go by

I see you always as if the first time

I feel it as if it's been the last ever

Thing on my mind

I see you in colours as I travel

Into a dream and out of my time. 

 I had a dream of tulips blooming

The clouds were weeping

I'm not to see your smile ever again

They didn't know it they were wrong

They lied all the same

Sometimes the most silent thought

Roars like thunder

You with your smiling eyes

You destroying me with your smile

Like no other. 

The Sun is about to set

I remain silent

But I'm still the same

All my thoughts belong to you

All the words we shared

I cherish them in my heart

Memorising them when

I'm alone and

Much darker reigns the night

I remain silent

As all might have been

Said and done

But you

You are the one. 

(C) Joe Praks

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Whilst lost in a moment

Of serenity

I found a piece of myself. 

I wonder what stories 

You could tell

In tones of 

Blue and pink

I wonder what dramas 

You’ve seen unfold

Words recited 

Without a script

Every wooden 

Laughter line

Hides a thousand 

Lonely tears

When I touch your 

Sand encrusted bark

I see memories 

Of falling leaves.

Come and sit with me

For a while

We don’t need 

To say a word

Surrender to 

The here and now

Senses caressed 

By the gentle sound

Of waves washing over 

Pebbles and rocks

Worries dissolving 

In ripples of gold

Rainbow clouds, 

A pastel backdrop 

As we watch 

The sun go down. 

When you see

Rays of hazy sun

Emerge from 

Behind dark clouds

When you feel

The onshore breeze

Gently smooth 

Your furrowed brow

When you hear

A voice in your dreams

Don’t ignore it 

For one minute

When the rain

Merges with your tears

Know that I 

Am with you in spirit.

Remnants of summer

Smile and tumble over rocks

Defying winter.

Weave me an intricate story

In threads of silver silk

Set against a colourful

Kaleidoscope of dreams

Ignite my imagination

From the beginning to the end

A world of flight and fantasy

Caught in a spider’s web.

Inhaling deeply

Fresh sea breeze

Waves crash

On to what remains

Of wartime bunkers

Ghosts from the past

Voices echo through

Sun and rain.

Chasing shadows

Across the beach.

Lonely figures

Materialise

Facing the sea

Embracing the wind

To dry the tears

In their eyes. 

You hovered timidly

On the periphery 

Of an unknown world. 

All consuming

Crashing waves

Please tell me

How can it be

You dominate

My thoughts

My world

To the exclusion 

Of everything else

You excite

Mesmerise

Immobilise

Yet in a split second

A crash of thunder 

A fountain

Of  sea spray

You disappear

You leave

Without a trace.

(C) Jill Webb

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