Jibber-Jabber slow.

Quadrille #229 – Shall We Jabber On?

Jib-ber-jab-ber slow.


Mind slowing down,
Too full of,
Others, 
Jibber, Jabber.

Snails’ wit faster,
After my bath,
 Of stupid.

Mind slowing down,
Too full of,
Others loud,
Jibber, Jabber.

Escargots de Bourgogne,
The answer to,
The snail brained,
Twit Wit exchanges
Ending penguin poo, hullabaloo taboos.

© rog leach 11/08/2025

welcome to #dversepoetry pubs #quarille Monday where we are playing with the word jabber.

Celebrate, lets.

Haibun Monday 8-4-25: Silver

Celebrate, lets.
#fisherywharf, #haibun, #haiku, #dversepoetspoets.


Tin for ten. Oh yes not quite silver. Ten years of the Fishery Wharf café. The very place where I learnt to share my words, my poetry. Invited I have been to participate in a celebration poetry slam, my first. So, participate I shall, I shall.

Canal side party,
Within natures corridor,
Celebrate the day.


© 04/08/2025 rog leach.

sweet dreams.

Who has a sweet-tooth?

candyfloss nebula

Sweet dreams.

The milky way is my sweet shop,

Poggled* shelves fully loaded,
With,
Skittle Stars from candy floss nebular.

The starship Twix hunting,
The snickers galaxy,
For the captains kit-kat,
Lost when we starburst away from,
The dull-drumsticks into,
Sweet dreams.

*poggled the art of seeing something new about something or somewhere you have known for years. Like an old scar on a familiar face.

© rog leach 22/07/2025

hello dear #dversepoetrypub regulars today we have been invited to write about sweets/candy/chocolate bars. i may have added a some not on the list oops.

I dream

. . . the sun’ll come up . . .

I dream.

#quadrille, #dversepoetspub, #antiwar

Melancholy dreams darken my heart,
Fractured sunrises over war torn lands.

Fractured sunrises forever.

Belief of the greedy weapons dealers,
Propaganda selling arms as peace keepers.

Peace never reached.

Fractured dreams of peace and love,
Melancholy sunrises over promised cease fires.

Never being realised.

© rog leach 02/06/2025

its my favourite evening at #dversepoetrypub. yes quadrille night thanks to Lillian for the sunrise prompt.

word tangle.

Quadrille #223 – Untangle It

Word tangled.

#quadrille, #word@thewharf, #dversepoetspub,

Tangy words, of love,
Not man’s best friends tonight.

Tongue twisted and tied,
Tangling over our simple.
 Joyful Words,

Tied tongue knotting,
Over poems often,
 Spoken, tangled tongues.

Live poems with friends,
All tongue tangled,
 Word @ the wharf,
Legendry night of tangy words.

© 05/05/2025 rog leach.

Hello again #dversepoetrypub. Tonight's #quadrille we have been asked to write using the tangle reminded me of an evening at a monthly spoken word meet up I attend. one evening last year a number of those who shared their words got tongue tied including myself.