My Rhymes My Stories My Way Part 1: My Rhymes, #1

By Roger Vincent

A collection of rhymimg poems that I have written a while ago and finally got ready for publication. Some are written for and inspired my people in my life or places that I have traveled to and some were just fun to write. There are also poems that reflect how I feel about a certain topic or theme.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Roger Vincent
• Release date: Jun 8, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201160982

Roger Vincent

I live in Porirua, New Zealand and work in another city as an electronic technician. I have enjoyed rhyming poetry since I was a young boy when my mum used to recite rhyming poetry to me that she had learned at school. I enjoy walking and running on all the seaside and bush trails here in Porirua and the surrounding cities. My favourite place to run is on the beach which thankfully New Zealand has plenty of. I belong to the Aurora Harrier club and have also joined a horticultural society with the aim of being an amazing gardener like my mum and dad were - I have a long way to go but I enjoy it none-the-less.

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Contents:

Nature:

The Mirror

The Crescent Moon

Rain

Rain Watching

Bird

A Story of  Night

Tribute to a Black Cat 

Summer Scene

Gross Things:

Legs

Just Wet

The Art of Farting

Eat This

Anti-Faces:

Rose Face

Blue Face

Radiant Face

Glow Face

Coral Face

Faces:

Mess Face

Sick Face

Ugly Face

Face-Off

Clog Face

About Life:

The Lesson

Life Is...

London Girl

The Sandman

Reminiscent Smile

Death:

One With The Desert

Funeral Director

Old Nick

Forgotten

End This Life

Children’s Stuff:

Krystine’s Song

Michael’s Song

George’s Song

Butterfly

Do You?

Frog

Jiggity Joe

Happy Baby

Mouse in the House

Moon and Gooseberries

In the Garden Moonlight

What is it?

Pumpkins

Pumpkins Revenge

Twink

Grab a Monkey

Love:

Autumn Love

Blossom

Need to Rest

Angel Dreaming

Happy Anniversary 1

My Princess

Happy Birthday to me 

Happy Anniversary 2

I Caught You

To a Friend

Humour:

Run to the Heather

Workers Revenge

(the tale of a factory)

Best Races

Reporters

Bad

To Cook

Rick

Nonsense:

See Ya 

Fire

What Reason? 

It’s my Book

Time

Peter You Fool

Blonde Girl

Well, Do You?

End Rhymes:

Oh!

The Abbey Rhyme

Abbot

Abel Babel

Art

On the Breeze

Small Thoughts:

Without

Poet

Ditty

Don’t

Life is Funny

To Write

Soon

You Who?

Science Fiction:

Landscape

Take a Bow

Stars and Flowers

Nature

The Mirror

Upon a shattered mirror we rode,

we rode the seven waves high.

Upon a shattered mirror we rode,

we rode into a moonlit sky.

Upon a gulls call we turned,

we turned into a starry night.

As the gull screamed and banked,

we turned into the scattered night.

Upon the moons breath we glided,

soul and spirit floating free.

As the moon breathed upon,

soul and spirit calling me.

Sleeping now beneath the black,

fast in slumber, gliding slow.

Sleeping now beneath a star,

seven waves behind us flow.

Sun upon the mirror rose,

from our dreamy sleep we waken.

Shattered mirror fell and rose,

into the morning we are shaken.

Our journeys end we have not found,

shattered mirror burns so bright.

Still it guides us through the day,

divides the darkness and the light.

The Crescent Moon

The crescent moon is calling,

from far beyond the blue.

Calling with its downcast shadows,

calling with its eerie hue.

A star shines bright above the moon,

a traitor to its kind.

Others there are dimly lit,

they fade upon the mind.

A breeze comes now upon the ground,

creeping through the leaves.

From a hiding place it comes,

unannounced it believes.

It chills the grass and bites at roots,

then heads towards a stream.

To the water it is lost,

a nightmare of a dream.

This place it tells of