The smell of rain on sun-baked tarmac.
Dogs, chasing seaweed on the sand.
Fresh bread, baking in the oven.
Coffee, brewing on the stove.
The smiles on peoples' faces as they pass me in the street.
My daughters eating icecream in the sun.
The sound of raindrops on the window,
Just sitting for a while.
Fat men on tiny mopeds.
All things that make me smile
-
Author:
Garry (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 24th, 2017 15:51
- Comment from author about the poem: At last a poem i started, that didnt t turn out dark, unless I'm missing something. Michael Edwards commented that a lot of poems on MPS could be quite dark. The ones I've posted so far definitely have been so I'll do my best to redress the balance. Michael wasn't complaining at all by the way and neither am I but variety is the spice of life and all that.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 25
Offline)
Comments5
Yeah, i thought it might be a bit dark for them. Hey ho. They do make me smile though , but it's not malicious.
Certainly couldn't see Keith Richards on a moped , even though he's not large.
"Fresh bread baking," is number one on my list.Yum. Used to pass a bakery when I was young, and he'd sell small loaves for a nickel. Now I'm hungry. Thanks a lot. A very nice poem with a cheery side. Made me smile. - Phil A.
Good fun write, you forgot bacon frying in the pan.
Hadn't thought of that one. To be honest getting content for this was easy,
bird song drifting from the ttres
Snow on distant mountains
Sausages sizzling on an open fire.
And loads more.
The problem was keeping the flow and stopping it getting too long.
I actually posted it before it was finished. I was experimenting with a real time poem but it all went wrong. By the time. I realisedthis and went back to delete it, it had been commented on so i just made a few changes and left it.
Perhaps a fusion poem?
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.