Legend: A Poem by Pete Marshall

Legend

Whence Tristram rode his mighty steed

to claim the hand of fathers pride

she bade him hush and honoured thee

with love that rushed from deep inside

Tempers flare when darkened moods

that grow inside the blackened mind

ignite the seeds of solitude

where screams are all a love will find

A sword is pulled from Arthur’s stone

that dwelled within a shattered heart

which broke the walls of hardened bone

to tear a soul in two, apart

Alone he sits as legends pass

to gently fade and drift away

where idylls sing of distant lore

inscribed in stone for here to stay

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This amazing image provided by Brian Miller has formed a picture prompt for One Stop Poetry. This is my poem

Forever in Blue Jean's

Forever in Blue Jeans

Poverty pinched on denim jeans

that sat above her hard earned shoes 

and he’s the boy from up the hill

where social heights will sing the blues

She works the line from 9-5

whilst daddy pays his college fees

yet money’s tight and honey talks

and love is found  inside her jeans

He stole a kiss behind the shack

where beers will flow too easily

and spoilt kids with far too much

will take a hint of ecstasy

But love was found within the shade

where hearts would melt on shabby walls

and there they kissed in shadowed light

as denim jeans were lost with fools

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This is my poem for the One Shoot Sunday Picture Prompt. The amazing photograph has been taken by Katherine Forbes who's wonderful interview can also be read at One Stop Poetry

My Coney Island Baby

My Coney Island Baby

Hedonistic summer dreams 

within this sandscape world

Crazy Feeling's rising high

and tricks with Charley's Girl

Parasols that hide our shame

for She’s My Best Friend’s pearl

sequinned lace, her painted face

and Kicks that made us whirl

His Gift was she or maybe me

Oooohhh Baby take this pain

in summers heat where lovers meet

they play their heady games

Nobodys Business on this beach

androgynous dreams were maybe

A fluttered fan, a soft held hand

my Coney Island Baby…….

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The wonderful image is taken by Danielle Kelly and simply titled "Coney Island". It is featured today on One Shoot Sunday, part of One Stop Poetry, and forms their picture prompt. Check out the amazing interview with Danielle Kelly whilst you are there too.

Caged.....A Poem by Pete Marshall

Caged

A Poem by Pete Marshall

And through this glass you stare at me

yet what I see is nothing new

A person framed for one short time

who looks at me in solitude

Who wants to see me in the wilds

and run the plains like fathers do

that sees me in this small, cramped place

yet comes to see me at the zoo….

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This poem is for the One Shoot Sunday picture prompt challenge by those great guys and girls over at One Stop Poetry

Eye, Eye Cap'n: A Poem By Pete Marshall

Eye, Eye Cap'n:

 A Poem By Pete Marshall

The seas would lap upon the hull

and gently wash their starboard bow

the sails were rolled into the boom

and winds too far to journey now

They stood in line alone in berth

A breeze would rattle empty masks

the sailors gone in town to dance

as captains sample rum from casks

But from the shore a man would watch

as pirates stroked their silent oars

between their teeth clenched sharpened blades

and on his shoulder a blue macaw…

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this is my poem inspired by the above image, taken by Adam Dustus, for the One Shoot Sunday picture prompt & photo feedback