Passport (Haiku) new passport arrived the eternal optimist in covid dreamland. ©Carol Robson
Author: Carol Robson Poet
Spoken Word Performer, poetry and other writings from a late starter and now dabbling with comedy. I live in South Yorkshire, England and I'm an Out and Proud Lesbian who is passionate on Health and Social Care issues for the older LGBT community.
I’m English it’s the ‘s’ for me (Haiku)
I'm English it's the 's' for me (Haiku) I can organise the real organisation I do emphasise. ©Carol Robson
Single Awareness Day
Single Awareness Day February fourteenth is! Valentines Day another chance to fill the coffers. A card, flowers, presents to give commercialism filling their pockets. One day just to say, I love you Promotion, advertising pushed at you since the New Year. Magazines, newspapers, television too just to say on that one day, I love you. Emphasis on couples, sharing their love do they need a special day? everyday should be special, if you’re so much in love. How does it feel to be single? grown tired of all this hype, many different reasons, for being single cherish your life, cherish your friends. February fourteenth is! Single Awareness Day © Carol Robson
Covid Vaccine (Haiku)
Covid Vaccine (Haiku) Vaccine politics no borders for this disease global vaccine please. ©Carol Robson
Glass Ceiling
Glass Ceiling Speak your loud words Break your chains Nay! Shout your loud words Break life's chains Stop! Discrimination Hatred Cronyism Scream louder your words Smash! That glass ceiling. ©Carol Robson
Grandchild (Cinquain)
Grandchild (Cinquain) Eyes wide melting hearts, smile hugs, cuddles, sloppy kiss a different grandparent love Perfect. ©Carol Robson
Incubus.
Incubus Life of constant bad thoughts crawling around my mind waiting to accommodate my loss of control why I fear my sleep time that is never inhabited with good dreams only a constant nightmare reality. Struggling to stay awake always losing the battle despite the pills. I try to grip reality. Failure, drifting away into deep slumber of mystical shrouds swirling in the creeping envelopment of darkness. The demon surfaces revisiting my body. Dark red eyes piercing, cauterising mind control as he takes my soul on his nightly inhabitation, of pleasure, that I only know in this orgiastic world controlled by the Incubi. © Carol Robson
Void (Haiku)
VOID (Haiku) Friends and memories disappear in quick silence, forever a void. ©Carol Robson
Yorkshire Pudding (Cinquain)
Yorkshire Pudding (Cinquain)
Just plain
yet loved for your
dishful deliciousness
rising in versatility
puffed-up.
©Carol Robson
Silky Weaver (Poem)
Silky Weaver (Poem) (Arachne and Minvera, Greek Mythology)) Weaver of tales resplendently regaled self-indulgent from humbleness, interlacing her stories, gathering her fame in silkiness of living threads. Disguised challenge old woman confronts respect the goddess, silky weaver in defiance unbending that her substance of threads of weaves are the finest to behold. Battles of weavers spinning their tales, tapestries in arrogance silky weaver ridiculing scorning the Gods in weaves of their debauchery. In ire silky weaver encounters wrathful goddess, striking silky weaver in anger. Atonement head hanging shame by the weaved noose, then in pity resurrection of silky weaver to poisonous silky spinning Arachnid. ©Carol Robson
