Sunday 10 September 2023

MY WISH

MY WISH

Tiny fireworks
Of 
A brilliant
White
Explode before
My awstruck
Eyes
As I look
Up
At the night
Sky.

As each
Dazzle
I make a
Wish
From my heart
To every
Sparkling
Wink!

They are continously 
Sparkling
Making me wish
More than 
Just
One time.

One shoots
Across my
Line of sight
Leaving a trail 
Of blazing
Wishes
Behind...

I sit all
Night
Just marvelling
At the mini
Fireworks
Before my eyes.

As dawn
Nears
I make a 
Big wish...

To have you 
Here with
Me to enjoy 
The Little
Fireworks 
Work their
Wish granting
Magic!

       FREDERIKA MENEZES 

Friday 8 September 2023

THE FISH BOWL


THE FISH BOWL

Plop! Plop!
Went
The gold
Fish.
It went about
Its
Work in its
Little
Glass 
Bowl.. 

It cleaned
Under
Every pebble
And spruced
Up
The first.

It then 
Paused ro
Look out
One of the
Glass walls...

What it saw
Made
It gasp...

Yhefe were
Visitors
Coming
To its home!

Quickly
It
Darted
Toward the
Bubble
Fountain and
Cleaned itself
Of all the
Muck
And got
Ready
For the guests
That
We're close.

Soon it 
Was surrounded
By them
Having a merry
Time
On the home
That was
Quite simply
A fish
Bowl!

The guests
Never left
And soon
They became
Family
Not just
Friends!

      FREDERIKA MENEZES 

Thursday 7 September 2023

FLOWER POWER

FLOWER POWER

...So I said
To the flower
Let me pluck
You
And wear
You in
My hair
For your
Fragrance is 
Fair.

The flower
Swayed
A no
As the wind
Gently
Blew...

I crouched
Down
Not giving up
And I said
Come on
Now
Sway in my
Hair...

I will be
Kind
And treat 
You well
From you
I will not
Let fall
A single
Petal.

If looked
At me
The flower
Did
It appeared
To speak.

On one
Condition 
Alone
Shall I agree
To be worn.. 

J nodded 
For it to
Carry on 
Talking.

The condition 
Is this
That you shall
Not
Let
Me ever fade
Or grow
Old!

I was lost
In thought
For some
Time
Thinking
How I'd keep
The flower
Once in
My hair,
Alive...

After much 
Pondering 
I decided
The flower
Was right!

I got up
And slowly 
Walked
Away
Watching the bloom
Say
Goodbye
With a breezy
Wave!

      FREDERIKA MENEZES 

Wednesday 6 September 2023

THE PREDICTION

THE PREDICTION

The stout 
Know-it-all
Stood pondering...

She imagined
She
Saw the 
Future.
Fancied hrtself
A fortune teller!

In her mind
It was
All clear
The answers
To questions of
Life
And in life.

She rubbed 
Her hands together 
Relishing
A secret in
The future.

For, she was
Of 
A wicked mind
And blackened
Heart...

She herself
Was a kind
Of tart!

Finally, she
Left her spot
And stood
By a railing...

Then leaning
Over in a
Fake trance
She  foretold
A jump!

Down she
Went
Losing her
Balance.

So was the
End
Of the
Nutty wicked
Fortune teller!

      FREDERIKA MENEZES 

Tuesday 5 September 2023

POPSTAR

POPSTAR

Did you heat
About the
Toothless
 Croon?
Famous
For the songs
She sang
About her
Every tooth!

One went
Shopping
Got arrested
Shoplifting. 

Another wanted
A solo
Career
So broke off
From
The band!

The rest 
Were
Fans of 
The 'tooth band'
So they 
All fell apart
At
The news
Of the break
Up!

As she sang
She laughed
And wept
At the
Tale...

The croon
Was timeless
In a her
Singing...
And what a
Smile she
Had?

Why, dazzling gums
Bejeweled
With
Diamonds!

      FREDERIKA MENEZES 

Monday 4 September 2023

DIFFERENT WAYS

DIFFERENT WAYS

Once upon
A time
An ego
Decided it
Was
Too good...

It rose
High
And there
It stood.

It looked
Down
Its nose
On everyone
To whom
It spoke!

It showed
Off
Arrogance
True to
Its nature
Ascertaining 
It was a 
It was 
Truthfully
The most
Disliked 
Creature.

I came across
It
Once
And I shunned
Away
For 
The very
Sight of it
Made 
My head sway.

We did not
Speak
Nor acknowledge 
Each other.
The ego
And I 
Simply were 
Complete opposites
To each 
Other.

This is how 
I intend it
To stay
Forever and
A day!

       FREDERIKA MENEZES 

Sunday 3 September 2023

UNKNOWINGLY

UNKNOWINGLY


It's been
Awhile
Since I
Scribbled
A rhyme...
So, I decided 
To sit
And, it
Wrure.

Pem in
Hand
I sat
Thinking 
On what I'd 
Scribble 
This
Bright morning...

The birds
Sang
Amd white
Clouds
Scurried across
The sky.

A lone
Eagle flew
In circles
Up high!

My coffee 
Sat
Unzipped
Along with
The Toast
That was
Uneaten...

The click
Ticked.
An hour
And half
Had flown
By. .

I still had
Nor
Written.
A worx
Of the
Rhyme!

Sigh...

Wait!
I have scrawled
A poem
On this
Page
Without thinking it
I myself
Wrote
My day!

      FREDERIKA MENEZES