Today a Wonderful Treat! Vickie Johnstone
Shares 2 books of POEMS
Kaleidoscope
Published in March 2011
This is a collection of 119 poems - some long, some short, some haiku - that I have written on various subjects over the years. They range from serious to funny, covering subjects from the everyday to philosophy or the abstract. Some are snippets from the lives of imaginary characters or just ideas or reflections on nature.
The book is structured under eight themes: figures; nature; abstracts; love; haiku; creatures; childhood and dark wave.
Excerpts of Poems from book:
Vickie's favorite is the Fox and the Mole
We ride in cars
Slow to ride
Our comic days
All drowned in wine
In the stifling heat
We ride in cars
With windows down
Singing to strangers
Who cannot sing
Hold the tune
Against the summer breeze
With the dog’s head bobbing
He laps it up
The speeding cars
And the lingering lights
The ripped out trees
Shouting our sights
We ride in cars
Chase the tyre tracks
From dawn til dusk
We hold our fire back
And we scream and laugh
In the silencing
As the dark draws near
And we pretend to sleep
Keep the fires burning
As the dog nods on
In the piercing light
Of the summer sun
Rain
She sits and dreams of making rain
In the dark, shadows dancing mimic
Colours of the aghast
Sights and sounds and murmurs
Still breathing
Watching over the edge
Of everything
The glass splinters into a million shapes
Cast in a myriad of lights
Bright and sparkling, dancing
In the spring sun
And she dreams of making rain
That tears and crashes
Washing away the shards of glass
Splattering the colours rent
With droplets of ice-cold nothing
Cuts and caresses
Shards of grass peeking through
Clouds gathering
Dust.
Poppies
Marching in formation
Across distant lands
Enduring the unendurable
For a distant cause
Marching in formation
Up long, steep hills
Crossing mudflats and seas
For a patriotic cause
Marching in formation
Forever forward
Seeing things never forgotten
For a government’s cause
Marching in formation
For this the poppies grow
In patches of red blood
For the worthiest cause
Moon beams
Distancing the days
In her fragile accolade
The moon reaches down
Towards coloured boats bobbing
Twinkling she shines
Lighting the way
For every stranger passing
And old friends returning
She travels the skies
In a silvery glide
Always remembering
The shortness of time
I don’t mind
I don’t mind
If you stare
Or paint the room in blue
While I sleep
I don’t mind
If you walk a while
Or smile in your style
And mimic your expression
I don’t mind
If the urge to be is too much
Or the strength to see is gone
While I dream
The fox and the mole
Let’s rob a bank
Said the fox to the mole
I’ve got mouths to feed
And I’m feeling the need
Ok, said the mole
But you know I can’t see
I can burrow real deep
But I might fall asleep
Well, said the fox
I can offer my cunning
I will find a way inside
And to you I’ll confide
Wake me up said the mole
When you discover this
As I’ve got a hunch
We’re in a credit crunch
So the fox went off thinking
How to rob the bank
And came up with a plan
While eating a cherry flan
Well then, asked the mole
What do you suggest we do
To steal all the money
But not do anything funny?
Aha, said the fox grinning
I’ll tell you what to do
Just burrow under the bank
While I drive up in a tank
Oh, said the mole frowning
I never thought of that
I didn’t know foxes could drive
Have you told this to your wife?
No, we have to keep this secret
Said the fox to the mole
As she’ll have my guts for garters
And that’s just for starters
So off went the fox and mole
To begin their bank robber life –
They rivalled Bonny and Clyde
Living it up, the law they defied
LIFE'S RHYTHMS ~ 316 haiku
About Book
Ancient Japanese poetry with a modern twist. The old meets the new in this collection of 316 haiku, composed in the traditional pattern of three lines with 5-7-5 syllables. Subjects include: nature, life, food, animals, loss, love, longing, hope, dreams and time.
Sample of one of the poems:
Rain
fallen like stars
Sprinkles
silver-like touches,
Dancing
beside me
Some
distant day she’ll
Return
when she sees beauty
In a
rainbow sing
Under
sparkling stars
She
laughs like water cascades
Rippling
endlessly
Raspberries
blood red
Ripe,
soft and so succulent
Chilled
ice-cream slithers
Eyes
turn to the sun,
River
of blue-black shimmers
On
peacock feathers
Leaves
hurtle, twisting,
Dropping
without an echo –
Curved,
their hands open
About Vickie
Of the languid shapes that sink and shift
Floating endlessly in the speckled frosting
That lies in sheets on the muddy ground.
In the deepest depths of the dark wood
Hear the plaintiff wails of the ever lost
Stuck in time along the virgin paths
Caught in the lair of the unseen host
Who travels alone with his silent scream.
In the deepest depths of the dark wood
Keep your wits about you in the night shade
Lest you wander too far from the spectre trees
And find yourself far from the grassy glad
Beneath the ever-present smiling moon.
Vickie, Thanks for Sharing your Poems with us!
Attn: Readers
Maybe we can convince Vickie to give us her feeling/meaning behind one of her poems. If she agrees I will invite her back for a guest post.
I highly recommend this book.
I rated this book a 5 out of 5.
Disclosure
I received a free copy of these books from the author for review. I was in no way compensated for this review. It is my own opinion.
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