Messages from the Motorway

August 17, 2022Life, poem, PoetryLife, poem, poetryThe Cheesesellers Wife

Lorry sliding over the white line
Edging to disaster #warn

Rain clouds lurking at the horizon
Promising #storm

Science and Science Fiction poetry: Dead Cold Night

August 15, 2022poem, Poetry, Science Fiction Poetry, speculative poetrypoem, poetry, Science Fiction, Science Fiction Poetry, speculative poetryThe Cheesesellers Wife

Black made purple as eyes falter
Stars wobble in visors sheen
Breathing shallows
Venting gas the only sound
The dead cold night
Of planetary orbit
Gains another soul

‘Dead Cold Night’ was first published by Space and Time Magazine June 2020

On Blue Anchor Beach

August 13, 2022exmoor, poem, Poetrybeach, exmoor, fossils, geology, nature, poem, poetryThe Cheesesellers Wife

Crevasses hide slidden trees
while cliff tops have shed huge rocks
now littered out down below
unstrung Brobdingnagian beads

On this mis-sized jewellers of a beach
quartz and pearled fossils glitter and shine
we scamper over curled dark pools
fish for a sense of perspective

Upon the hills

August 12, 2022Life, nature, poem, PoetryDverse, Life, nature, poem, poetryThe Cheesesellers Wife

I love to walk upon the hills
to be with Natures blooms and spills
she welcomes me to her breast
to feed, to love and to rest
birds on high, and paths that wind
are balm to a troubled mind
I love to walk upon the hills
to be with natures blooms and spills

This poem is in the form of a octelle, a new poetry form explained over at Dverse.

The many names of Rain

August 10, 2022poem, Poetry, weatherLife, poem, poetry, rain, weatherThe Cheesesellers Wife

Precipitation within sight
Rain, drizzle, mizzle
Soft weather, mucky weather
‘The Smoky Smirr o Rain’
Liquid sunshine
Slow words, gentle
But it was spitting this morning
Pitter patter, splash, splish, splodge, squelch
And it bucketed down last night
A torrent, raining cats and dogs
Not a light soaking rain
Squalling, hailing and sleeting
Flooding, flowing, swamping
A deluge chucking it down

Drowning

Science and Science Fiction poetry: Mars opens her heart

August 8, 2022poem, Poetry, Science Fiction Poetry, speculative poetryMars, poem, poetry, Science Fiction, Science Fiction Poetry, speculative poetryThe Cheesesellers Wife

Mars opens her heart
ancient as creation
rusty with ill use
swallows us whole

This poem was first published in the second issue of Frozen Wavelets at https://frozenwavelets.com/

Moorland night

August 6, 2022exmoor, poem, Poetryexmoor, nature, night, poem, poetryThe Cheesesellers Wife

Stars pooled like milk at zenith
Coloured lights tracking across
Blinking

Deep night swallows all light
Here on the Moor

Friday Poem: Thoughts in the Silent Night

August 5, 2022Friday Poemchinese, Friday PoemThe Cheesesellers Wife

Moonlight reflects off the front of my bed.
Could it actually be the frost on the ground?
I look up to view the bright moon,
And look down to reminisce about my hometown.

“Thoughts in the Silent Night” was written by the Tang Dynasty poet 李白 (Lǐbái).