Daughter Senses Poems

There was a lady in her late thirties

She loved juicy gossip and kitty parties

Kids were two, an older boy and a younger girl

Naughty devils but...

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Every six turns of the moon
A journey to the girl I take.
I leave behind my safe cocoon
Into the noise and into the fake.

The pungent smell...

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You see at one time I thought my child is the only one who likes to play in mud. Let us hear what other parents...

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Daughter of the moon 
And the sculpted ice queen
Bond uncommon 
Lasting an eternity
Red lights and city streets
Painting the skies with glitter in the eyes. 
Blood...

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Don’t your daughter’s skin
Attack with a pin
Nor her blushing wall
Hit for an amusing fall…

And don’t your vibrant son
Leave in improvident sun:
Now playfully moving clockwise
If he...

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THE CIRCUS

“What is in the tent?”
Asks the child to her father.
“It’s a circus dear.
Let’s go there, little feather.”

What is there in pretending?
The circus clown smiles.
The...

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Where did the paths take you,                   ...

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Rebecca

Daughter of The King. 
Your namesake blessed a nation, 
be proud. 
You began life, 
ahead of most. 
Already you were glorified, 
held high by your...

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They come easy on the tongue
They silence an inquisitive child
A scared daughter or a curious son
But they start to grow like nature in the wild

Small...

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I am much more likely to feel like a respectful,
trusting family member
than an entitled warrior,
while outside "property improvements"
rather than inside anthropocentric habitats.

Sometimes
even as I approach...

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There’s something about my eyes when they see a white rose, 
the petals so delicate and tender as it flourishes and grows. 
Or how about...

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I once knew an old bloke called Peter
Whose body could smell so much sweeter
He stank of stale wee
B O and coffee
T’was worse when he sat...

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Hello, poets everywhere, wherever you might be. As you might  know I take ideas from the news and occasionally what happens in life to...

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Good morning
Poem
Lionel Derbyshire

Good morning 
Sweet daughter 
In my morning tea
I see you
I am thinking ..
Where ever you are ..
What ever are 
You doing now ..
Our...

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“Clap your terrible wings, vivacious serpent of old!
Imagine my plight as dangerous as your spite,
Stomp your clawed feet on these prison floors,
Peace shall always follow...

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