Travelling light - poetry
Book Details
Author(s)Vickie Johnstone
PublisherVickie Johnstone
ISBN / ASINB00537SN0E
ISBN-13978B00537SN01
MarketplaceFrance 🇫🇷
Description
A collection of 54 poems - long and short, written in various styles. The majority are free verse.
I have three other published poetry books:
'Kaleidoscope' - a collection of 119 poems, written from the age of 16 until 2010;
'Life's Rhythms' - a book of 316 haiku, composed in the traditional pattern of three lines with 5-7-5 syllables, written from 2011-12; and
'Mind-spinning Rainbows' - a collection of 150 poems, written since 2012.
Apart from poetry, I have written 12 novels - some for children and some for adults.
Sample poem...
We live in the echoes
We step inside mirrors
Lemon petals pave the way
I sleep in stages, sleep sublime
Walking pages never read again
I see the signs yet still forget
Imagining faces of the past
A rush of bliss splits the breeze
Where the peacemaker wanders
The crevices of the closed mind
He offers echoes of your stare
We live in the echoes
Patterns drawn upon a wall
Plunging ripples capture all
The raw beauty of the real
Where the Fool laughs his last
Is a time we’ll never see
For he plays so beautifully
Daring to step beyond himself
Embracing all there is to see
With such wide open arms.
© Vickie Johnstone, all rights reserved.
I have three other published poetry books:
'Kaleidoscope' - a collection of 119 poems, written from the age of 16 until 2010;
'Life's Rhythms' - a book of 316 haiku, composed in the traditional pattern of three lines with 5-7-5 syllables, written from 2011-12; and
'Mind-spinning Rainbows' - a collection of 150 poems, written since 2012.
Apart from poetry, I have written 12 novels - some for children and some for adults.
Sample poem...
We live in the echoes
We step inside mirrors
Lemon petals pave the way
I sleep in stages, sleep sublime
Walking pages never read again
I see the signs yet still forget
Imagining faces of the past
A rush of bliss splits the breeze
Where the peacemaker wanders
The crevices of the closed mind
He offers echoes of your stare
We live in the echoes
Patterns drawn upon a wall
Plunging ripples capture all
The raw beauty of the real
Where the Fool laughs his last
Is a time we’ll never see
For he plays so beautifully
Daring to step beyond himself
Embracing all there is to see
With such wide open arms.
© Vickie Johnstone, all rights reserved.





