Falling leaves and crispy mornings
Leaves all littered on the lawn
Browns and reds and yellows too
All part of the autumn hue
Equinox and shorter days
Longer nights and darker dawn
Misty mornings damp and dull
Days of sun and crisp clean air
Wind and rain and frost to come
The scene is changing day by day
It tells the time its nature’s way
Autumnness will have its day
Alistair J Parker
29 August 2017
Inspired by this mornings walk through the park.
Tuesday 29 August 2017
Sunday 23 April 2017
My First Book of Poetry - Remembering
My first book of poetry was created and
published in Blurb for my own
amusement and as a gift for friends and
family - Remembering
The title came from the first poem I wrote
which was about remembering the place
where I spent so many of my childhood holidays.
Many of other poems are also inspired by
nostalgic memories.
Each poem is accompanied by a photograph
and an explanation of the inspiration that
prompted me to write it.
published in Blurb for my own
amusement and as a gift for friends and
family - Remembering
The title came from the first poem I wrote
which was about remembering the place
where I spent so many of my childhood holidays.
Many of other poems are also inspired by
nostalgic memories.
Each poem is accompanied by a photograph
and an explanation of the inspiration that
prompted me to write it.
Tuesday 21 March 2017
Remembering More - Poetry and Nostalgic Thoughts
To introduce you to my published work a FREE copy of my most recent collection is available as an e-book from Blurb. Just Click the link and get your Free e-book version of Remembering More - a collection of poems and nostalgic thoughts.
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| Remembering More |
The Spring is Sprung
In celebration of #worldpoetryday2017
It’s growing fast and needs a wiz
The Equinox is here at last
Let’s hope the winter now is past
The little birds are getting frisky
Doing things that look really risky
Weeds are popping heads up high
Reaching for the clear blue sky
Mulching’s needed no more dig
Unless of course you have a pig
Spread it round and spread it thick
To keep the soil in right good nick
Worms a wriggling from below
To reach the air and have a blow
Leaves unfurling green and bright
Waving, wafting catch the light
Looking forward to the flowers
And seeing how the garden grows
Alistair J Parker
21 March 2017
With apologies to one of my favourite anonymous poem, read in a dodgy American accent:-
Der spring is sprung
Der grass is riz
I wonder where dem boidies is?
Der little boid’s is on der wing
Aint dat absoid?
Der wings is on da boid
Anon
20.3.2017
The Spring is Sprung
The spring is sprung the grass is rizIt’s growing fast and needs a wiz
The Equinox is here at last
Let’s hope the winter now is past
The little birds are getting frisky
Doing things that look really risky
Weeds are popping heads up high
Reaching for the clear blue sky
Mulching’s needed no more dig
Unless of course you have a pig
Spread it round and spread it thick
To keep the soil in right good nick
Worms a wriggling from below
To reach the air and have a blow
Leaves unfurling green and bright
Waving, wafting catch the light
Looking forward to the flowers
And seeing how the garden grows
Alistair J Parker
21 March 2017
With apologies to one of my favourite anonymous poem, read in a dodgy American accent:-
Der spring is sprung
Der grass is riz
I wonder where dem boidies is?
Der little boid’s is on der wing
Aint dat absoid?
Der wings is on da boid
Anon
20.3.2017
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