My Poetry Blog

Night Starvation

Last night I didn’t get a wink
He woke me up and made me blink
I felt him nibble at my cheek
The thought of him made me go all weak
I tried to give him the cold shoulder
But it only made the pest much bolder
And then he nibbled at my neck
I’d had enough, said “what the heck”?
So within a trice the deed was done
The mozzie was dead and I had won

©Marian Barker

The Child Within

Hush a-bye baby mine
Sleep in safety away from harm
Pretty thoughts I send to you
Loving thoughts of peace and calm

Hush a-bye baby mine
A perfect thing in a world of strife
Gentle thoughts I send to you
So you’ll be gentle all your life

Hush a-bye baby mine
Growing more each passing day
Kind thoughts I send to you
So you’ll be kind in every way

Hush a-bye baby mine
Soon your smile my world will light
Happy thoughts I send to you
So happiness will be yours by right

Pretty, gentle, happy and kind
Are but a few of what I’ll find
At the very moment night or morn
When hush a-bye my baby is born
So sleep in safety, grow in grace
Until that day I see your face

©Marian Barker

A Day to Remember

Tea for two
A lovely view
Me and you
A dream come true

Lakes and trees
A gentle breeze
Take our ease
Do as we please

Forests and flowers
Summer showers
Lazy hours
Leafy bowers

Mountains high
A far bird's cry
You and I
Can't say goodbye

©Marian Barker

Daybreak

Gone the hustle and the bustle
Gone the traffic and the dust
I’ve moved to the country
I though it a must

Gone the noise and the flurry
And the blare of the horn
Instead gentle breezes
Sing in the ears of the corn

Gone the alarm call each morning
Gone the long traffic queues
Gone that right awful feeling
Those Monday morning blues

It’s like being in heaven
Well nearly but not
So what’s the fly in my ointment?
What’s causing the rot?

Well – as day is dawning
And the sky is aglow
And I’m stretching and yawning
The cock starts to crow

“I’ve started, so I’ll finish”
In true announcers style
The cockerel keeps crowing
For quite a long while

Then the church bells start chiming
In this corner of heaven
I can’t believe all the racket
It’s just turning seven

I don’t want to be wakened
I want to stay in my bed
I’ve no work to go to
I’ve retired instead

The bells aren’t appealing
The cockerel isn’t cute
If I could find a rifle
I’d have something to shoot

The peace has been shattered
I could cry - but I won’t
I just want ten more minutes
So cock-a-doodle-don’t!

©Marian Barker

Dining Alone

A table for one please waiter
For I'm here on my own
If I'd known he wasn't coming
I would have stayed at home

A table by the window
Yes that would be just fine
One knife, one fork, one spoon
And just one glass of wine

A table in the corner
Would be a better place
Then nobody would notice
Tears rolling down my face

©Marian Barker

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The Web

At opposite sides of the worldwide web
With delicate threads between
Binding hearts and lives of those
That we have never seen
A silken cord encircles all
And keeps us closely bound
Not trapped but willing captives
The whole wide world around

©Marian Barker

The Intruder

He waited silently in the gloom
As slowly I walked into the room
He watched me as I brushed my hair
His eager eyes were everywhere
He didn’t move as I closed the door
But when my clothes slipped to the floor
His eyes became a whole lot wider
So I chucked a towel on that spider

©Marian Barker

Because

I cannot give you all my heart
For it was cruelly torn apart
The pieces scattered everywhere
I tried to pick them up with care
And piece by piece, bit by bit
Those shattered fragments began to fit
That broken heart of mine did heal
And tenderness again could feel
The scars became a silver line
I felt your heart beat next to mine
I heard you say you loved me so
And that you’d never let me go
I was afraid I’d feel the pain
That history would repeat again
My fragile heart might break once more
With scattered pieces on the floor
I dare not give you all my heart
There’ll always be a missing part
I’ll keep a fragment in my hand
And hope that you will understand

©Marian Barker

Changes

Simple spring when life is born
Beneath the surface new feelings wake
Each new day brings fresh awareness
Each new experience our characters make
Life is gentle, life’s a game
Frisky lambs and forest flowers
Growing daily, learning to live
And laugh through sun or showers

Sultry summer, life’s in bloom
Days are full of wine and song
Every day’s a new adventure
Children’s laughter all day long
Life is fast and so exciting
Changes come with each new day
Challenges round every corner
Lots of time for work and play

Awesome autumn, golden splendour
Harvest time of rich reward
In fruits of labour we take pride
For this is what we’ve worked toward
The seedlings we’ve planted
The seeds that we’ve sown
Are a joy to behold
Now they are all grown

Weary winter, life is chilled
In frozen ponds we stop and gaze
And try to find reflected there
The memories of our yesterdays
But shadows dim the images
And life moves slower yet
So many things we can’t remember
And so many things we can’t forget

©Marian Barker

Stolen Moments

It doesn’t matter how we feel
Stolen moments are never real

All those moments lost in time
Stolen moments are a crime

Stolen moments might seem fine
But stolen moments are never mine

Time together may not seem long
But stolen moments are just so wrong

Stolen moments between us two
Stolen moments just will not do

©Marian Barker