Here is another set of poems, written as I've been drafting out the story line for my first ever book. It's been a long and interesting journey. Over the coming months I shall start writing the first chapters of the book, and in doing so I will be taking the first steps towards fulfilling a life long ambition.
For now though, I hope you enjoy the poetry.
You twitch and flutter
You were here for
such a short time
but you set
my world alight.
A beacon of hope,
hypnotic light show
a glow so
pure and bright.
Firefly, your
mesmerizing display
was a precious
magical thing
and even though
your dance is no more
your light will
stay on for me.
©Jill Webb June 2019
For now though, I hope you enjoy the poetry.
Through Your Eyes
The air is heavy
with sights and smells
of faraway lands and time.
Foundations built
on stolen bricks,
you're seeing it
through my eyes.
Tucked in a corner,
expressionless face,
man or boy I can't be sure.
Inanimate
intermediary
I'm seeing it
through your eyes.
©Jill Webb July 2019
©Jill Webb July 2019
The Damselfly
You twitch and flutter
hesitantly
afraid to fly away,
but the leaf on which
you rest your head
is no longer
a comfortable place.
Don’t be afraid
to spread your wings,
don't fear the unknown.
The breeze that softly
calls your name
will carry you
all the way home.
©Jill Webb July 2019
©Jill Webb July 2019
Firefly
©Jill Webb June 2019
October Sunset
Today the sun
with its halo like glow
disperses into
the shimmering sea.
Unturned stones,
statues on the beach,
unsaid words,
whispers in the breeze.
Cotton wool clouds
like outstretched arms
evaporate slowly,
eclipsed by the dark.
October shadows,
long touching fingers,
ethereal creatures,
memories that linger.
The tide sweeps away
what is left of the year,
golden leaves fall,
new horizons appear.
I never quite reached
the water's edge
but I still hear the waves
crashing in my head.
A flock of gulls,
a waving hand,
I follow their path,
draw a line in the sand.
But should winds of change
ever call my name,
I am only ever
a heartbeat away.
©Jill Webb October 2019
The Misty Pane Of Glass
My life moves in
slow motion
behind a misty
pane of glass.
Only thoughts
of you appear
lucid and clear,
your eyes,
your voice,
your pain,
your tears.
If only I
could reach you,
I need to
understand.
I need
verification,
confirmation,
but fear
keeps on
holding
you back.
©Jill Webb January 2020
The Ethereal Creatures
Every time
I look in the trees
I see visions
Of you and me,
Ethereal Creatures
With outstretched arms,
Moonbeams dancing
With hearts on fire.
In the shade of
The lush green leaves
I sense your presence,
You seemed so near.
We came so close
To touching hands,
To pouring oil
On troubled minds.
For as long as we
Are both alive
And I am haunted
By your eyes,
I will never stop hoping
That one day we
Will find our way
Back into the trees.
©Jill Webb March 2020
Clouds of Confusion
I used to sit here
Night after night,
Mind illuminated
By candle light.
Staring through darkness,
Clouds of confusion,
Your eyes, a mirror
A distorted illusion.
Have you ever imagined
Retracing your steps,
Swimming through fear
Teetering on the edge?
Would you open your arms
Seize the opportunity,
Dance under the stars
With what might have been?
©Jill Webb June 2020
Today the sun
with its halo like glow
disperses into
the shimmering sea.
Unturned stones,
statues on the beach,
unsaid words,
whispers in the breeze.
Cotton wool clouds
like outstretched arms
evaporate slowly,
eclipsed by the dark.
October shadows,
long touching fingers,
ethereal creatures,
memories that linger.
The tide sweeps away
what is left of the year,
golden leaves fall,
new horizons appear.
I never quite reached
the water's edge
but I still hear the waves
crashing in my head.
A flock of gulls,
a waving hand,
I follow their path,
draw a line in the sand.
But should winds of change
ever call my name,
I am only ever
a heartbeat away.
©Jill Webb October 2019
The Misty Pane Of Glass
My life moves in
slow motion
behind a misty
pane of glass.
Only thoughts
of you appear
lucid and clear,
your eyes,
your voice,
your pain,
your tears.
If only I
could reach you,
I need to
understand.
I need
verification,
confirmation,
but fear
keeps on
holding
you back.
©Jill Webb January 2020
The Ethereal Creatures
Every time
I look in the trees
I see visions
Of you and me,
Ethereal Creatures
With outstretched arms,
Moonbeams dancing
With hearts on fire.
In the shade of
The lush green leaves
I sense your presence,
You seemed so near.
We came so close
To touching hands,
To pouring oil
On troubled minds.
For as long as we
Are both alive
And I am haunted
By your eyes,
I will never stop hoping
That one day we
Will find our way
Back into the trees.
©Jill Webb March 2020
Clouds of Confusion
I used to sit here
Night after night,
Mind illuminated
By candle light.
Staring through darkness,
Clouds of confusion,
Your eyes, a mirror
A distorted illusion.
Have you ever imagined
Retracing your steps,
Swimming through fear
Teetering on the edge?
Would you open your arms
Seize the opportunity,
Dance under the stars
With what might have been?
©Jill Webb June 2020
