In the poem “Summermelon” two characters – the super-hero of pre-used words and Watermelon Boy – spit pips. “Summermelon” was another poem from last year that fitted into the set Emily’s Poems for Modern Boys. You can preview the book here. — T: @BeadedQuill F: BeadedQuill Books by BeadedQuill
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On the verge of blue
“Another Summer’s Day” – a poem from this time last year about balmy summer temperatures that taunt you when you’re in the office. I love the illustrative image so much that I’ve set it once again as my personal FB profile pic over this warm summer season. The slightly saucy, deceptively demure water nymphette resonatesContinue reading “On the verge of blue”
shoulders undressed their cheeks
A merry poem from the archive about summer’s sunny kisses. Vintage postcard image courtesy of Postcard Diva.
Glide on, oh well manoeuvred punt
Posted this time last year, “Conversation” is a poem about a balmy summer scene.
On the occasion of a dinner party in Kennington
I know I said I’d bring a poem but then I half forgot – I’d agreed to go to Ladies’ Pond to meet a friend and swim, Down the road and to the right. Oh dear, there’s something left behind; Pavement Walker Jacob’s Dream Huckleberry Thing and Pizza, Thwack! keywords from Ninja turtles strike supremeContinue reading “On the occasion of a dinner party in Kennington”
Genuine
When it is from deep inside and through my eyes, that crinkled nose – my truest smile. — For some time I was a regular attendee of a writing group. I often presented very short poems (some of which were to feature in ‘Shining in Brightness‘, my first volume and others which are earmarked forContinue reading “Genuine”
Half-a-dozen, a wildcard plus one
A few recent poems have orbited around summer. 29°C captures some moments from the July heatwave. Another Summer’s Day explores more delights of the warmer season. Summer food and outdoor eating, which we enjoy at such times with childlike relish, are enacted by the child characters who feature in Packed Lunches and Summermelon. Tightly Sealed and Look At draw on observations of ordinaryContinue reading “Half-a-dozen, a wildcard plus one”
Summermelon
In which the superhero of pre-used words makes a re-appearance The superhero of pre-used words met watermelon boy. It was summer. They had pips to spit But also fruit to eat and The superhero of pre-used words and watermelon boy arrived at the driveway, 3 quite sharp. Between them half a shell of watery sweetContinue reading “Summermelon”
Another Summer’s Day
On the verge of blue, it goes for grey brings 16°C instead of heat. A midday change of mind: the afternoon turns kindly, warm to swims in ponds and lemon sorbet if it weren’t a Wednesday workday. London, July 2013 — Follow me on Twitter. I’m @BeadedQuill. At the moment I’m tweeting about occasional amblesContinue reading “Another Summer’s Day”
29°C
toes ran free from socks shins bared their flanks shoulders undressed their cheeks to receive warmth’s kisses Swans passed on their water-fed passage. Yes, nodded heads in the flowerbeds, this is summer sunshine in Regent’s Park. 13 – 14 July, 2013 — Enjoy the blissful summer weather, if you’re circa London-towne. Drink water; wear aContinue reading “29°C”
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