Poetry with L plates on.

An assorted mix of scribbles that are in no particular order.
Plus Haiku style attempts,not quite adhering to the 5-7-5 syllable count.
And other thoughts that appear at random, not necessarliy poetic.
It's the thought that counts, or is it?

The Pool of Love

'...blood red rose petals float on a heart shaped pool...'

" Mamihlapinatapai "

" Mamihlapinatapai " '...a potent word full of regrets...'
Cherry

...thaw...

'...slush to slush...'
Cherry

7.45am to Central.

"...tickets please..."
Cherry

A picture of you.

...since you left my portrait of you remains incomplete each day and night I dip into a palette of ever shifting infinite sky seeking the colours
Cherry

Attempts at Haiku.

"...not quite the strict 5-7-5 syllable count..."

Cafe Cups

'...tea for two or...?'
Cherry

Curtains.

silk opens to a hymn for a corpse on the slow slide to fire velvet tight against the grill stale breath and incense sins confessed fleeting remorse

Sky Lantern

Tossed from side to side by the waves, a broken heart.

The Valentine Day Birthday

'...Two strangers come together on Valentines Day...'

In the manner of Haiku.

"...in the manner of Haiku, still learning..."

Weeping at words.

" Of Love and Hope" A beautiful book with around 187 poems.
Cherry

Shroud.

'...sorrow...'

Fob watch

'...a precious piece of time with Julia RIP...'

The Munro's

"...Of Love and Hope..." Published by Avalance Books in aid of Breast Cancer Care
Cherry

Pure Love.

It is recorded that the oldest known love poem is written on a tablet of clay. Circa 8th century BC. "...Goodly is your beauty,
Cherry

Hoofs.

'...for Julia...'
Cherry

Write to me.

'...italics vs text...'

en plien air

'...mixed media...'

Sipping dreams.

'...another cup please...'
Cherry

Pier notes.

'...all the fun of the fair...'
Cherry

Infinite sky

"...honk, honk..."