seasonal poetry, new life in spring, warmth of summer, the colours of autumn and the chill of winter. all with words, well hopefully, this page is a grower.
Holiday oh Holiday
holiday oh holiday why are you so short you take a year to get hear and over all too soon holiday oh holiday such fun with you we had but now back to normality now where's the fun in that Holiday oh Holiday fun on the beach and in the pool children going crazy fun for all was due holiday oh holiday over for 1 more year we wait patiently for you to reappear for the year so long we must endure till we go again holiday oh holiday forever sunny friend A Poem by T Monk |
Jubilee Where has all the sun gone Clouds came back today Jubilee celebrations With wet stuff from the sky But everyone will have fun No sun but we don't mind Some might think a problem Some might think a pain For this United Kingdom Will Party Hard with rain. A Poem By T Monk. Springs nasty side The light breaks through trees Trees with buds and leaves Breaking free from winters once tight grasp Free into the sunlight The sun shines on Spring marches on But spring has a nasty side too For rain and wind come streaming through It should be sunny It should be bright It can be rainy With winds full might A season of changes Sun wind and rain The spring has sprung And rain is a pain. A poem by T monk A summers short poem a flowers scent drifts over summers morn the sun shines on fields of grass as horse play and streams flow by summers sun a glorious day A poem by T Monk |