wistfully #poetics

welcome all to tonight’s #dverse poets pub where we are talking #windows.

This picture is the window in front of which I work. this winter it froze on the inside forming the pattern shown.

https://dversepoets.com/2023/04/18/poetics-window-gazing/

Wistfully. #winterblues

Here I stand cold and tired,

Wistfully waiting for warmth,

Melancholy overtaking my thinking,

Anticipating being warm again.

Staring through icy windows,

In need of a warm summer holiday,

Winter blues biting deep,

Freezing this heart.

Wistfully waiting an end,

An end to cold,

Cold damp drudgery,

Just wistful thinking.

View from window,

As frozen as my heart,

Craving an end to winters,

drudgery.

A permanent fix required,

The frozen windows bars of ice,

Breaking this heart as it knows,

Of no summer holiday to come..

Knowing the melancholy,

Will follow me through,

To next winter’s biting,

Bitter cold wondering?

Wondering if I shall survive,

Another winter gazing,

Through a window of ice bars,

Without, without, without.

Revolution #quadrille.

https://dversepoets.com/2023/04/17/quadrille-174-you-say-you-want-a/

thanks Kim for this great choice of word for tonight’s quadrille.

Revolution!

#revolution

Tormented yes, living somebody else’s dream,

Bullied into dying for psychopath’s dream.

Why give psychopaths ruling power!

Love thy neighbours, till psychopath,

Orders you to destroy another’s home.

Revolution time, no more nations,

No more reasons for war,

Transform our thinking.

LET’S END BLOODSHED!

yellow. #limerick

https://dversepoets.com/2023/04/11/everything-yellow/

tonight at the #dverse poets pub we are discussing “Yellow”.

http://fivedotoh.com/2023/04/11/fowc-with-fandango-nullify/

and at Fandango’s one word challenge we have nullify #FOWC

Yellow. #limerick.

There’s a lad whose eyes are yellow,

Whiskey never made him mellow,

His mind it would nullify,

His anger it would amplify,

His voice nothing but a bellow.

crows #menagerie

https://dversepoets.com/2023/04/04/dverse-poetics-menagerie/

welcome to this evenings meeting at the #dverse bar.

the prompts have made my mind drift to this picture and I cannot get it out of my mind.

I am planning to use this in a book of poems and short stories I am trying to put together. but at present am struggling trying to edit. what to put in and what to leave out has me flummoxed.

Crows Water colour picture by Anousjka McDonald October 2022.

Inspired by and to accompany this poem.

Tolerance and apathy are the last virtues of a dying society- Aristotle

CROWS!

The crows are circling high overhead,

They are here for you and me alike.

Waiting and circling just for us,

Like flies above the putrid water of society,

Hearing your haunting cry,

To your mates the magpies.

To come join you in the feast.

As you swirl around within the bouquet,

Of our death and disease.

Your calls and cries are spine-chilling,

Creating the exodus of life that feeds you.

Clouds of black wings, against blue sky,

Sending tremors along my dying spine.

The time of the Corvus is now

They come now and feast.

On mankind’s death at his own hand.

Muck Spout #Quadrille

https://dversepoets.com/2023/04/03/quadrille-173-zoom-poems/

cheers DE for this one @ #dverse got me thinking of some of the foul mouthed behaviour some people showed over the zoom get togethers I was part of during the Covid lockdowns. AS well as some I heard about. The term muck spout is an old English insult for somebody who uses inappropriate language.

Muck spout. #quadrille.

Into video calls we fell,

No other way,

when covid struck.

Muck spout,

Where did they learn,

That lingo, not from you?

Thrown out of Zoom meet,

For being muck spout,

Yet again.

Where did my child,

Learn that lingo,

Not from,

F******g me.