Seasons – Page 2 – Parisian Poetry

Greener Grass

In all colours sublime In bold mountains climb.The majesty that I bring Between such fragrant lips I sing;And sing I must just to forget Whatever my heart tells me yet; And scarce feel In case I sink I’m here, I’m real, let me think. By Sam Fawcett

Millington

Yellow poppies in Spring make my heart sing. A falling note;a calling boat, paint chipped in red. Shoreline inked in candyfloss pink On a sea-green bed. Tendrils slink over the mouthpiece of jutting headland. Caves are seen but cannot be explored,in lands so clean and always adored. By s.f.

Fujifilm 2022

Blue sky Doesn’t time fly? Thinking of reasons why Enclosed in red bricks that can be fixed – piled high Looking upon an end and seeing its truth Lucky enough to have a roof Seeing silence in retrograde through a Fujifilm camera – Japanese made Reminding me of the ‘80s, doesn’t time fly, though musicContinue reading “Fujifilm 2022”

Crackington Haven

In remnant earth and timeless sand Where no human strength can command No other ordinance can comply to the majesty of when sea meets sky No flame of candle once lit extinguishes time like the sun glittering over a still ocean Two friends, turned lovers, gaze upon it, far away, but together in heart IContinue reading “Crackington Haven”

Arms of Winter

Let the arms of winter embrace you Holding your knees up to your chest as he meets you In the snow that you so wished would thaw, the ice that leaves it’s ruinous tracks disguised He takes little but leaves much. The pines of trees caked in white, great firs eclipse the blinding sun withContinue reading “Arms of Winter”