A short and sweet poem for this Creative Writing Ink exercise posted last week; I looked at the photo and this was the first thing that popped into my head, so I went with it 
Love (supplied by Creative Writing Ink)
Love Is…
Wandering the golden sands
beneath the setting sun,
content with life and holding hands,
with eyes for only one.
© Catherine Smith
Comments and feedback more than welcome
Have just entered three poems (Street in Winter, Taxi! Taxi! and Up Here) into the latest United Press poetry competition, Seeds of Inspiration. Will have to see how they do
I’ve managed to fail at doing any Creative Writing Ink exercises for the last couple of weeks, but I really wanted to do this one, not just because of the stunning image, but because it brought back so many memories of a recent skiing holiday. There is nothing quite like being so high up that your view of the world is such that you could almost be looking at another planet, it’s that breathtaking.
Walker (supplied by Creative Writing Ink)
Up Here
Alone, up here, with the world far below,
I gaze in wonder at the endless sky.
To experience this! So few must know
how it feels to stand here, alone, so high.
To describe this sight, there are just no words…
Beautiful. Unworldly. A magic scene.
To be up so high, to look down on birds
and hear my own heartbeat, it’s that serene.
Stood here now, in awe, on top of the world
with nothing to break the unending view,
it’s as if I’m seeing the Earth unfurled,
a sight so old and yet, to me, so new.
I will never forget what this is like.
One last look, then on for the downward hike.
© Catherine Smith
Comments more than welcome as usual
I seem to be on a bit of a roll at the moment, as I recently found out that a poem I entered into a free-to-enter competition run by United Press has been chosen for publication in their forthcoming anthology, ‘Life Begins’. Apparently I can still re-publish it wherever I want, so here it is:
Life’s Moments
Achieving some belts in a martial art.
Entering full time employment.
Finishing a race when it hurt from the start.
Time spent with friends in enjoyment.
Passing my test on the fourth attempt.
Finally learning to swim.
Buying a house, being free from rent.
Entering this comp on a whim!
So many moments have shaped my life,
had a say in who I am,
but the one that stands out is becoming a wife;
for me, this is where life began.
Life pre-husband was undoubtedly great,
perfectly adequate for one -
but life when lived with your true soulmate
is a hundred times more fun!
© Catherine Smith
Following on from this post and as promised in this one, I’ve now found out which of the two poems I entered were chosen as one of the winners, which means I can probably post the other one here
A young bride once walked down the aisle
A young bride once walked down the aisle,
the epitome of beauty and style.
When he clocked her, the groom
gave thumbs up to the room,
which didn’t half make his wife-to-be smile!
© Catherine Smith
This was actually my favourite of the two, but what do I know? Evidently, not very much! Anyway, thanks Marriott
I was wondering why a new Creative Writing Ink prompt hadn’t been put up for this week – turns out, the version of the site I normally go to hadn’t been updated, hence my somewhat late offering! This is the best my brain can manage in 15 minutes after a week at work:
London Taxi (supplied by Creative Writing Ink)
Taxi! Taxi!
Taxi! Taxi!
One hurries past but ignores my plight,
waiting alone in the dead of night.
Taxi! Taxi!
Try hailing again but they’re already taken
so I carry on trying, frustrated, forsaken.
Taxi! Taxi!
Anytime now I’ll be lucky, surely,
and a cabbie will come to take me to Horley.
Taxi! Taxi!
Right, that’s it, I’ve had enough,
as I head for the bus, in a right old huff!
© Catherine Smith
Comments welcome