My Rhymes My Stories My Way Part 2: My Rhymes, #2

By Roger Vincent

Some of these poems are inspired by places I have visited and people I have met along the way. Other poems describe my own perosnal victories and struggles. I find that the more personal ones have been the hardest to write but I have included some in this book. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Roger Vincent
• Release date: Jul 18, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201073510

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.

Book preview

Contents:

Love

Long Ago

Companions

2003

Wife

A Wish to Meet

You and I

How do we Love my Love?

What Two Might Say?

For Catherine of Hoki

Birthday Thought

Nature

Sun

Sun Curious

Autumn Rain

Morning Star

The Spider

A Word for Dawn

The Tree

Peckings

Tiger

Anti-Faces

Lovely Face

Creek Face

Ruby Face

Diamond Face

Cloud Face

Faces

Hog Face

Sneeze Face

Twist Face

Grizzly Face

Tatter Face

Funny

Ruth’s Tooth

Our House

A Technician Named Denis

Morning Run

We’ve Left Our Clothes We’re Streaking

To Be Clean

A Priestly Person

Children’s Poems

Mr. B Bore

A Day at the Barbers

Story of the Wet Queen

The Beach

Sunset

That Lady from Porse

Fancy That

Travelling

Parrot and Monkey

Fat as a Cat

Kingdom

Lovely Thing

Jade’s Song

Tamara’s Song

A Boy and the Sea

Just Nonsense

Lost

Gone Where?

Move It

Bear This

Anti-Natal Blues

Children Children

Devil’s Girl

Bits and Pieces

In a Bell House Mood

Edict

Love Is

Prayer for Whoever

The World Is

End Rhymes

Dusty Study

The Logan-Stone

The Ily Poem

One Day by the Pond

Frankie

Calcutta

Words of Wisdom

Space

What Makes me?

Wise

Bookmark Riddle

The Start

The End

Where?

Science Fiction

Counting Rhyme

Sci-Fi 12 Days of Christmas

Painted Light

Where the World May Wander?

Horrible Stuff

Dirty

Don’t be Nosey

Red Nose

The Sneeze

Mud House

Beyond the Grave

Gone

A Worms Perspective (Battle Scene)

In Regards to Death

Deep Within

Death is Gone

Love

Long Ago

In a time long since of forgotten lore

where I met a friend, sweet Eleanor.

Past blacksmith and stable did we run,

through meadows of violet in the noonday sun.

The landscape moves with a purple glow,

over rolling hills its cape does flow.

We skipped and ran through infinite days,

by fields and valleys of coloured haze.

Our feet were tickled by the grass so soft

and we played up in my uncle's old loft.

Our pitchforks were loaded with fresh new hay,

close by my side did sweet Eleanor stay.

By the garden well sat my Aunt Clementine,

singing of the harvest and newly pressed wine.

We did stop and ponder the reasons why

life was so long and awaited her reply.

Said Aunt Clementine, "it's not as it may seem,

one day like me it will all be a dream.

As you get older much quicker does it flow,

the less time you've got but more you know.

Your life is a breeze but hold it tight,

play the lark all day and all of the night."

So we loved and laughed recalling our town,

and lived longer than springs radiant gown.

Companions

Frozen earth and clouded heath,

hides its dwellers far beneath.

Through treetop canopy is sighted

a foxtrot of pansies are delighted.

Rolling fog does now reveal,

beauties vision here to feel

a companions warmth beside. 

Closer now does she ride.

Past the flowing crystal stream,

reflected angel from a dream.

Autumn leaves twinkle down,

golden stars