Dienstag, 29. November 2016
There Was A Time by Blair Gaulton
Poem Nov 30th 2016: Breath by Blair Gaulton
Breath
Breath tattoos windows.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Nov 2016
Poem Nov 29th 2016: Frame's Freedom by Blair Gaulton
Frame’s Freedom
Picture frame;
will choose for itself
or remain empty.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Nov 2016
Sonntag, 27. November 2016
Poem Nov 28th 2016: Don't Want by Blair Gaulton
Don’t Want
Don’t want to be;
a dying book;
filled with withering pages.
(C)BJG( Blair Gaulton)Nov 2016
Poem Nov 27th 2016: May You Recover Soon By Blair Gaulton
May You Recover Soon
May you recover soon;
you are in our thoughts ‘n’ are missed.
Your smiles ‘n’ laughter;
inspire us to blossom ‘n’ bloom.
We are all here;
to help you
‘n’ will gladly do it too.
Get well soon!
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Nov 2016
Poem Nov 26th 2016: Unpublished Words 'n' Works by Blair Gaulton
Unpublished Words ‘n’ Works
Unpublished words ‘n’ works are roses waiting to blossom.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Nov 2016
Mittwoch, 23. November 2016
Poem Nov 25th 2016: Fashion by Blair Gaulton
Fashion
Is fashion a vulture of culture?
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Nov 2016
Poem Nov 24th 2016: No Sway by Blair Gaulton
No Sway
Verbal acrobatics ‘n’ physical gestures;
do not sway;
the tram driver;
as he drives away.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Nov 2016
Dienstag, 22. November 2016
Poem Nov 23rd 2016: Frozen by Blair Gaulton
Frozen
Dropped jaw freezes thought.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Nov 2016
Poem Nov 22nd 2016: Caffeine by Blair Gaulton
Caffeine
Caffeine ennuied by people.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Nov 2016
Sonntag, 20. November 2016
Poem Nov 21st 2016: Uncomfortable by Blair Gaulton
Uncomfortable
Sat in chair;
uncomfortable.
Eyes scanning everywhere.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Nov 2016
Poem Nov 20th 2016: Wisdom by Blair Gaulton
Wisdom
Wisdom is not a game show.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Nov 2016
Freitag, 18. November 2016
Poem Nov 19th 2016: Slightly Mad by Blair Gaulton
Slightly Mad
Screaming at the air;
because it did not ask;
his permission to be there.
Donnerstag, 17. November 2016
Poem Nov 18th 2016: Not Living Commericals by Blair Gaulton
Not Living Commericals
We are not living commericals. (C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Nov 2016
Poem Nov 17th 2016: Grating by Blair Gaulton
Grating
Tram shivers ‘n’ shakes;
as cold air grates.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Nov 2016
Dienstag, 15. November 2016
Poem Nov 15th 2016: The Joys of Jamming by Blair Gaulton
I’d like to thank Bake This and all of the participants in the Improv jam for an enjoyable fun and inspiring evening.
The Joys of Jamming
The fun ‘n’ joy;
in eyes ‘n’ faces;
‘n’ suggestions took us all
to new places;
never thought of
or performed before.
Laughter through performance ‘n’
characters magically created;
inspired more.
The loud applause ‘n’ roar
motivated creativity ‘n’ engagement.
It was entertainment pure.
I am sure the audience
will be back for more.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Nov 2016
Sonntag, 13. November 2016
Poem Nov 14th 2016: Thought Sharpened by Blair Gaulton
Thought Sharpened
Thought sharpened floor
butterflies away.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Nov 2016
Poem Nov 13th 2016: Out in the Morning Breeze by Blair Gaulton
Out in the Morning Breeze
Out in the morning breeze;
before the sun awakes;
taking time to contemplate.
Listening to nature’s sounds;
they abound ‘n’ play around.
As sun comes;
to start the new day.
Going on my way;
a lot to do today.
Into the fog I go
dancing away.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Nov 2016