Best Natter Poems

Jacques and Torin came round to play
In the afternoon on a Saturday
Three computers linked up on the dining room table
Age of Empires played whenever they were able
Drinks and snacks and lots of chatter
Sarah and I would sit and have a natter
The boys would play for...

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Our jobs were all done yesterday,
Got up to a sunny morning today.
Breakfast done and dishes washed,
Another coffee and my comfy chair,
Just gazing about seeing what's there.
Azure blue sky and a gentle breeze,
All in place for a morning of ease.
Birds drink at the fountain I made,
They...

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May your life be merry, may your load be light:
May your joys be many, and your future bright.
May the road be smooth, for the friends we know,
And may you make many more, wheresoe'er you go.
To all of you - grand folks to know - we...

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Whoop with delight as all the time is yours
Enjoy life to the full
Eat out -  you don’t have to cook
Keep up with friends and have a natter
Explore new places
Need time to totally chill
Dread the alarm clock going and the working week is back...

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Joys of Spring 





An onset of early spring,
Benevolence floats in air,
Colours full of romance,
Dancing greens to trance,
Eternal bliss !
Flowers bloom to enchant,
Golden millets of wheat,
Happiness will surely greet,
Iridescent bow in sky,
Jazzy kids jiggle, 
Kites fly up so high,
Lovers craving for meets,
Meddle into the streets,
Natter and...

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The Ghost Train

North Wind, it was a howling, the sky was black as guilt
Malevolent the sheen, where upon her  moonbeams spilt
Through the murky distance, her belly glowing bright
Roaring down the line, she was roaring down the line
Charging down the line, the Ghost Train rolls...

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The Lost Years

EDIE

Edie looks well for her age,
Hard to believe she’s almost 94.
A widow wife these past 72 years,
Lost husband Bill, in the 2nd World war.

Bill was presumed killed in action,
Though his body, was never found.
Silently she grieved all these years,
Was he lying, in unmarked...

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Terrence the Turkey was feeling quite perky
Passing time in his rafter and doing no harm
No fighting nor squabbling, just gabbling and gobbling
Turkey talking turkey down on the farm.

Whilst having a natter, tame turkey type chatter
Before his two eyes his mate Thomas got nabbed
His shocked first...

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Why are we matter and not antimatter, or are we the latter and think that we're not?
Brought into contact the one with the other the two would annihilate right on the spot.

Opposites attract— some do—
but in this case it isn't true,
for in that mirror image...

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dear i will remember your friendship forever
and cherish the memories of days spent together

fighting fire with fire on trivial matters
i remember how much we loved to natter

friend the spell of loneliness was broken by you
for being my friend i owe you a great debt of...

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A Yummy Sundae Afternoon
My tongue anticipates ice cream sundae
But do never indulge on a Monday
For that's the day the diet starts afore 
Tuesday when diets fly out through the door.

I drool o'er yummy ice cream on my tongue 
Thoughts of the tasty dish makes me...

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For “EARTH HOUR” we pledged  without words rearranging,
Let us try and attempt to stop things from changing
Am doing my bit as promised to myself and me,
wrote a poem on “earth hour”, published it and mailed it for reasons to see.
and  walked around to...

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Ah, faith! Golly gosh, life in the city!
Hustle and bustle n' a big metro wander
Exhaustion, life, anger and pretty gritty
Misty, grimy lights loudly grab a beggar

The sidewalk shops like a cold surround
Hot action, big ole' vanilla sidewalks 
Graffiti walls, in dab color bound 
Hot streets...

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Pitter Patter kitty's natter,
meow on the wall
eight to go after the fall-
what a whisker risk-er!
And such a minxy tinker!
The paws at the door
straight to the cupboard crumb
sneaky biscuits for the tum,
and into the hall a cry "Mum!-
What's for dinner?"...

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Biologists observe the features,
Of fungi, germs and plants and creatures,
Of violent bangs there is no fear,
Except Exploding Elodea,
(You’ll need a syringe that’ll stick,
To perform this nifty trick)
How living things work, you will see,
When you learn Biology.

Chemists really love to natter,
About substances which make up matter,
And...

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