Hopeless sky again today

watery palette

shades of grey.


this shroud

a death reminder

bitter blinder




Today I spent about 10 minutes staring out of the rain streaked skylight and came up with this glum poem. I had thought about writing about the invasion of Spanish slugs into our gardens, or Bob Diamond’s resignation,  but The Muse took me elsewhere as you can see.

On a more positive note, I’m finding  it very liberating  to ‘publish’ my own poetry on this site, and be my own self critic. I’ll never  again be in receipt of a poetry tick box response to submissions I’ve made. I admit, I’ve had some absurd ones back. I once sent off a poem about my Mother standing in the backyard. A fairly clear idea, I thought. Wrong! The tick sheet told me that, ‘the reader needs help getting in to the poem’. Uh! What help is that then? Another quite short poem received a tick against the box saying, ‘ Cuts could improve this poem.’ Not  much left then, possibly four words!



About rhymebydesign

Mother, grandmother, mainstream poet and short story writer. Started off in life as a teacher, but then moved out of the classroom in to educational administration. Curious about what makes people tick, including my own tickings! I enjoy long walks, thought provoking books, theatre and leading a simple life. I offer a customised poetry writing service for any occasion you might like to mark. Contact me at rhymebydesign@hotmail.com for a quick quote.

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