Today, here in the UK, it’s National Poetry Day. There are some great resources on the website, which you will find here including this wonderful anthology.

The theme this year is ‘light’, so I thought I would write my own poem to celebrate the day.


The low October sun
Holds me in golden light
As I tread a carpet
Of fallen Autumn leaves.

I also want to share this poem as I think it is simply delightful…

Autumn ~ T. E. Hulme

A touch of cold in the Autumn night-
I walked abroad,
And saw the ruddy moon lean over a hedge
Like a red-faced farmer.
I did not stop to speak, but nodded,
And round about were the wistful stars
With white faces like town children.

I hope you are having a great Thursday?


Pink Peony

In May, the huge buds

tight-packed and filled with pink silk

burst and sing their song


A Haiku for my Sunday Poem. If you feel the urge to join me with a poem, then please do, I would love that!

Wishing you a good week ahead. Jane x

How will I forget?

Forget me not

He said I would forget him,

but how will I,

when he is there

in every shining star

and every blackbird’s song.

When I see him in every lovers kiss

and every golden leaf of autumn.

When I long for him in spring

as earth awakens

from winter’s slumber

and joy should fill my heart.

How will I forget?


Another little poem for Sunday evening…this could become a habit!

Wishing you well and hoping you are having a good weekend, Jane.

Little birds

 Apple blossom~

I love to watch

the little birds

atop the trees

or sat among

the apple blossom;

fresh burst

and blushed pink.


A little Sunday evening poem.

I hope you have had a lovely weekend, Jane.



Gaps in curtains not pulled tight,

where street light slips in silently.


An intermittent whoosh of traffic;

a strange kind of lullaby for a sleepy-head.


Covers tucked round heavy limbs,

day-worn and hungry for rest.


Eyelids flicker open one last time,

before sleep pervades and the world is black.


Thought and memory slumber too, until morning light.


Writing with Amanda’s wonderful prompts, today’s is ‘soothing’.


Saffron leaves

Fallen souls of summer hang

on branches, half bare, awaiting winter’s

hand to sweep them clean and leave

a blanket of golden leaf-shaped flowers

where we tread.

Inspired by yesterday’s writealm prompt ‘blanket’.

Borrowed cat

One of us


Borrowed cat we love you

We like to make a fuss

Borrowed cat you are not ours

But still, you’re one of us.


Inspired by Writealm’s September prompts, today’s is ‘one of us’



Inside me

there is a stormy sea

rolling and crashing

beneath slate clouds,


making me breathless.


But soon,

peace comes,

as grey skies

turn to ink

and the sea,

now soothed,

sounds like

a lullaby.


My eyes close

and I crumple

into sleep.

Inspired by Writealm’s September prompts for last Friday and today ‘inside me’ and ‘crumple’.

Look up

Look up

Look up to the sky

And see me as I see you


In the passing clouds

And clear blue nothing

In the ancient stars

And the gathering storm


So many skies

A poem for today’s writealm prompt ‘look up’




You whisper

Subtle your approach

My heart opens wide


An attempt at a  Cinquain poem for today’s Writealm prompt ‘ whisper’

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