The Poetry Marathon

A special thank you to Jacob and Caitlin for doing all the background work as there’s lots to do.
Sundar😊🙏🏽

On Thursday I had a strange dream

The trees and gardens were in the sky

All houses and streets were upside down.

The rivers were flowing on the earth so high

The oceans were glittering and glowing

With high waves and foamy waters flowing.

I sat in bed and looked outside

If this was really true but what would happen

If the sky was below our feet and we were

Hung in the sky? The law of gravity

Should apply and then sun will kiss our feet

We will be all hung upside down and never

The twain shall meet! I am going potty now

It is time to catch up my sleep!!

A super Blue Moon

                                                    I had never heard of a

Super Blue Moon

That comes round in August

August has two full moons

Their colours are not blue

But slightly grey and red

The second one is in Pisces.

Most Pisceans are happy

They are told they are lucky.

The downside is

That the next blue moon

Will come in 2037.

I will not be here to see it

I wish others joy and luck

A glass of wine and a piece of cake

For Blue Moon’s Sake!

No 10

Go to the Bay of Bengal

There is so much charm

To have a holiday in the tropics

For one thing the sea is always warm

To swim, to paddle and dip your toes in.

Once I went to the Bay of Bengal

In a quaint ancient place

Called Mahabalipuram in Tamil Nadu

In had so many ancient rock carvings

And Temples – so much to see

There used to be seven ancient temples

The sea swallowed six and one is left

Full of carvings, Mahavishnu having

A rest at the feet of his beloved has slept

For many centuries.

The food is excellent in small cafes.

With a synthesis of music playing.

We should all go to Mahabalipuram

Once to see what we are missing.

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Poem No. 8

I loved my mother with all my heart

When my father died, she lived with me.

She was happy, sang songs and said her prayers

But she did not like the cold winters.

My sister came and promised her

Eternal sunshine in India

But she was never happy with her

She had a stroke and I could not move her

Back with me though I wanted to.

One day in the month of November

I had a shock and woke up with a start

A lorry had run into my front wall

And caused an almighty crash

When I looked for him he drove away

So fast and it was two o’clock

Then I heard my phone ring

It was only four o clock

My sister said, “Your mother died.

She died peacefully in her sleep

And it was two o’ clock.

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Poem No. 8

I loved my mother with all my heart

When my father died, she lived with me.

She was happy, sang songs and said her prayers

But she did not like the cold winters.

My sister came and promised her

Eternal sunshine in India

But she was never happy with her

She had a stroke and I could not move her

Back with me though I wanted to.

One day in the month of November

I had a shock and woke up with a start

A lorry had run into my front wall

And caused an almighty crash

When I looked for him he drove away

So fast and it was two o’clock

Then I heard my phone ring

It was only four o clock

My sister said, “Your mother died.

She died peacefully in her  sleep

And it was two o’ clock.

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Poem No.7         

The man from Kabul spoke to me

When,he drove my taxi home

He said he believed the Quran

And I should cover my head.

I live in  a free country and can do what I wish

The man from Kabul spoke to me

It is haram he said,  you see

Our Prophet said so in the Holy Book.

You can’t defy his orders.

Women must stay indoors

The man from Kabul spoke to me

No jobs for you outdoors to do.

Don’t send your daughter to school

But teach her at home as Allah

Then be happy with you

The man from Kabul spoke to me.

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She is a teacher yet unmarried

She wants to stay unmarried

And enjoy her life.

It is a multicultural school in Bradford

Lots of Indian girls are her pupils

They love weddings and all that entailed

Beautiful food, beautiful clothes

The full bridal wear, the jewellery

The marriage ceremony they like it

The bride and groom going around ]

The fire seven times –

The groom wearing beautiful clothes

His face covered with rows of pearls

His turban full of gold.

“How come you don’t want

to get married Miss

A Wedding Man is Bliss

You must get married, Miss

You Must get Married Miss.

The teacher can’t add anything to this

It feels like an order!

Abel has come to visit me

And I take him in the garden

We go to the pond

Abel counts the tadpoles

We have reached eighty two

And there are plenty more.

We give up.

Autumn has touched the trees

with its little finger

The cherry tree is already turning flame red and yellow.

I tell Abel to go and play

Go in and make myself coffee

Abel has found a stick he is sitting astride

And shouting Giddy up, Henry, Giddy up

Henry is not so obedient

Abel gives up and wants his lunch

I make him peanut butter sandwiches

Bring him some apple juice to drink.

His mother comes to collect him

The garden is so quiet now

And I too miss him till next time.

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