Tag: Collins Sestet

• Just Moved In

  

  There’re children playing out today A bright orange ball rolls away They laugh at the one who can’t catch…

  JezzieG

  September 22, 2020

  Collins Sestet, Form, Poetry

  Collins Sestet, Form Poetry, Life, Poetry

• The Death of Trees

  

  The year is waning as the colours change To golden rusty hues of Autumn’s range The death of trees is drawing ever near…

  JezzieG

  September 8, 2020

  Collins Sestet, Form, Poetry

  Collins Sestet, Form Poetry, Nature, Poetry

• Unpaid Dues

  

  Each night I look upon the moon with hope, Before I scuttle down life’s endless slope, I beg the will to live another day…

  JezzieG

  June 22, 2020

  Collins Sestet, Form, Poetry

  Collins Sestet, Form, Life, Poetry, Poetry Revisited

• Blindness of Illusion

  

  The blindness of illusion sees beyond Old thoughts of which a sultry heart seems fond A wisdom unwilling to grow or learn…

  JezzieG

  June 1, 2020

  Collins Sestet, Form, Poetry

  Collins Sestet, Life, Poetry