Cherry Blossom


The trees are heavy,
Blowing in the wind,
The ground changes,
A shade of pink.
***
The trees shed their spring coat,
And leave sprinkle their colour,
Over the paths and the roads,
Signalling the middle of spring.
***
Look around now,
And cherish the sight,
All the wonder,
Of Cherry Blossom.

Little Laidback Ladybug


Sat on a rock,
At the height of the day,
Is a little spotty friend,
Whiling the time away,
Just waiting for aphids,
To chew upon,
It rests and waits,
For dinner to come,
It’s alliteral little laidback ladybug.

PeskyPoetry: An Anthology


Below is a preview of PeskyPoetry: An Anthology¬†available now as paperback and eBook on amazon. I’m looking for people to review the book for me… If you like my poetry would you mind buying a copy and writing a review on amazon.

Many Thanks,
The PeskyPoet

Our Lady of Paris


She has stood the test of time,
A sight for all who visit.
A mainstay of masonry,
A standing of french missionary,
Now she crumbles to the ground.
Reclaimed by time and land,
Today we stand with the French,
Hurting all as one.
She flickers in the red and amber,
lighting up the skyline,
Where she once stood prominent.

Time, Just Stand Still


I am the youngest I will ever be,
Yet the oldest I have ever seemed,
Stop the clock now,
And let time stand still.

For he is the reason,
Life is never dull,
But sometimes I need,
The clock to stop,
And time to leave me be.

But he marches on,
Tick by tock
And tock by tick,
Endlessly marching to the metronome.

So cherish the time,
Because tomorrow as with now,
You will be the youngest you ever were,
But the oldest you have ever been.

Whisper


There’s a whisper under my bed,
Right beneath where I lay my head,
It talks to me as I sleep,
And whispers things when I wake.
***
There’s a whisper silent and still,
Right now talking within my skull,
It gives me ideas to write,
And helps me share for you to read.
***
There’s a whisper inside of me,
Right where no one can see,
It speaks with my tongue,
And writes for me in my hand.
***
There’s a whisper on this page,
Right in these lines I’ve laid,
It speaks to you,
And was placed by me.

This Old Heart of Mine


Given the world,
I would give it away,
Just to spend my time,
Laying next to you each day.

*

I have had many days to myself,
And not one of them compares,
To a single hour with you.

**

But you don’t see me,
And although I may be a young guy,
My heart is old and waiting for you,
I just want to love you in the old fashioned way,
Long nights laying together,
Just in each others company.

**

Life in my mind,
Seemed easier before,
But now I spend every day,
Just longing for you to be with me.

*

What I would give for just a kiss,
To feel your lips on mine,
And the warmth of your breath,

**

But you don’t see me,
And I am starting to think,
You never will,
My heart will forever long for yours
But it knows the drill,
Smile and move on like before.

*

But you don’t see me,
And although I may be a young guy,
My heart is old and waiting for you,
I just want to love you in the old fashioned way,
Long nights laying together,
Just in each others company.

*

Maybe one day you will see me,
But until then I must wait,
And live tomorrow as another day.