Sunday, August 16, 2026

Resplendent Beauty

I can’t stop gazing
At your resplendent beauty,
Wild yellow tulip.

~ Poetictouch

Sunday, August 09, 2026

Wondrous In Winter

Wondrous in Winter
Looked the vast snow-covered grounds
Of grand Wynnstay Hall.

~ Poetictouch

Saturday, August 08, 2026

No Enjoyment Like Reading

I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading!

~ Jane Austen

Saturday, August 01, 2026

Beauty Always Seek

Lively Joy embrace:
Let not sorrow near you come:
Beauty always seek.

~ Poetictouch

Friday, July 31, 2026

You Have Departed

You have departed:
May your destination be
The Abode of Peace.

~ Poetictouch

Speak To Us Of Beauty

And a poet said, Speak to us of Beauty.
And he answered:
Where shall you seek Beauty, and how shall you find her unless she herself be your way and your guide?
And how shall you speak of her except she be the weaver of your speech?

~ Khalil Gibran

Thursday, July 30, 2026

Beauty Is Not Caused

Beauty is not caused. It is.

~ Emily Dickinson

Wednesday, July 29, 2026

Poetry

If Poetry comes not as naturally as the leaves to a tree, it had better not come at all.

~ John Keats

Tuesday, July 28, 2026

Wynnstay Hall Estate

Wynnstay Hall Estate:
Herein for five years I lived,
Many years ago.

~ Poetictouch

Monday, July 27, 2026

Love and Life are One

Love and Life are one:
Life is lifeless without Love:
We need Love to live.

~ Poetictouch

Friday, July 24, 2026

A New Day Begins

On a stem,sweetly,
A joyous small robin sings:
A new day begins.

~ Poetictouch

Wednesday, July 22, 2026

This Is Not A Pipe

This is not a pipe:
It’s an image of a pipe
Painted by Magritte.

~ Poetictouch

Monday, July 20, 2026

What Is This Life?

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?

~ W.H. Davies

What Is This Life?

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?

~ W.H. Davies

Sunday, July 19, 2026

What Thou Lovest Well Remains

What thou lovest well remains,
                  the rest is dross
What thou lov’st well shall not be reft from thee
What thou lov’st well is thy true heritage

~ Ezra Pound

Tuesday, July 14, 2026

You Look So Pretty

You look so pretty,
I’m tickled pink to see you,
Pink cosmos flower.

~ Poetictouch

Monday, July 13, 2026

Sweet Serenity

Sweet Serenity,
Wrap your soothing fragrant arms
Warmly around me.

~ Poetictouch

Saturday, July 11, 2026

Sweet Serenity

Sweet Serenity,
Wrap your soothing fragrant arms
Warmly around me.

~ Poetictouch

Monday, July 06, 2026

How So Beautiful

How so beautiful:
A beauty with beauty speaks
On things of beauty!

~ Poetictouch

Monday, June 29, 2026

Ayna Konta

أين كنت؟ - أبيات من أدونيس - إلقاء: صالح بدرة
Ayna Konta? (Where Have You Been?) - Lines from Adonis - Read by Saleh Badrah

Wednesday, June 24, 2026

Life Is But A Day

Stop and consider! life is but a day;
A fragile dew-drop on its perilous way
From a tree’s summit.

~ John Keats

Tuesday, June 23, 2026

A Fresh-Blown Musk-Rose

I saw the sweetest flower wild nature yields,
A fresh-blown musk-rose; ’twas the first that threw
Its sweets upon the summer: graceful it grew.

~ John Keats

Monday, June 22, 2026

Refreshing Beauty

Morning spectacle:
Dewdrops from pink bells dripping:
Refreshing beauty.

~ Poetictouch

Erasing Darkness

Watching the vast sea,
I see the bright sun rising,
Erasing darkness.

~ Poetictouch

Saturday, June 20, 2026

Defying Darkness

Facing the bright sun,
Firmly the sunflower stands,
Defying darkness.

~ Poetictouch

Wednesday, June 17, 2026

Blending With Your Scent

Blending with your scent,
Like sweat these sweet dewdrops drip
From you, fragrant rose.

~ Poetictouch

Tuesday, June 16, 2026

Sweet Cherry Blossom

Sweet cherry blossom,
As I gaze at your beauty,
This haiku blossoms.

~ Poetictouch

Saturday, June 13, 2026

What Is A Haiku?

What is a haiku?
The essence of a moment
Concisely conceived.

~ Poetictouch

Friday, June 12, 2026

Sweetly Singing

Amid the green leaves,
An enchanting nightingale
Is sweetly singing.

~ Poetictouch

Wednesday, June 10, 2026

The Soul Of The Rose

The soul of the rose,
The fragrance of her essence,
Enkindles my soul.

~ Poetictouch

Sunday, June 07, 2026

That Sweet Odour

The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem
For that sweet odour which doth in it live.

~ William Shakespeare

Saturday, June 06, 2026

That Sweet Odour

The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem
For that sweet odour which doth in it live.

~ William Shakespeare

Thursday, June 04, 2026

Dawn Is On The Way

Standing by the sea,
I see the sun descending:
Dawn is on the way.

~ Poetictouch

Monday, June 01, 2026

This Thing Of Beauty

This thing of beauty,
This sweet-scented orange rose,
Tenderly I kiss.

~ Poetictouch

Sunday, May 31, 2026

The Bard Of Avon

To enrich your mind,
Immerse yourself in Shakespeare,
The Bard of Avon.

~ Poetictouch

Friday, May 29, 2026

Today Shines The Sun

Yesterday is gone,
Tomorrow is never here,
Today shines the sun.

~ Poetictouch

Thursday, May 28, 2026

Pinkish Passion Fruit

Scrumptiously sweet
Is your succulent nectar,
Pinkish passion fruit.

~ Poetictouch

Monday, May 25, 2026

Vintage Fountain Pens

I used to enjoy
Writing with and collecting
Vintage fountain pens.

~ Poetictouch

Sunday, May 24, 2026

Il Dolce Far Niente

Take time to savour
Il dolce far niente,
To enjoy your life.

~ Poetictouch

Saturday, May 23, 2026

Fondly Reading Keats

By a serene lake,
Beneath a tree I once sat
And fondly read Keats.

~ Poetictouch

Friday, May 22, 2026

My Inner Garden

I shape my poems
Intending to beautify
My inner garden.

~ Poetictouch

Rose-Scented Beauty

Lovely looks this rose,
Much more lovely is her scent:
Rose-scented Beauty.

~ Poetictouch

Tuesday, May 19, 2026

We Have Lingered In The Chambers Of The Sea

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.

~ T. S. Eliot

We Have Lingered In The Chambers Of The Sea

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.

~ T. S. Eliot

Monday, May 18, 2026

It’s BlissTo Sniff You

It’s bliss to sniff you,
Enchanting is your fragrance,
Fresh white Gardenia.

~ Poetictouch

Sunday, May 17, 2026

Sipping Her Nectar

The bee is busy
Inside the luscious flower,
Sipping her nectar.

~ Poetictouch

Saturday, May 16, 2026

You’re Mine And I’m Yours

You’re mine and I’m yours,
Said my Dad on his deathbed,
Looking at my Mom

~ Poetictouch

Friday, May 15, 2026

Sweet Daffodil

Once, on a green hill,
I met a sweet daffodil:
Lovely was her smile.

~ Poetictouch

The Bard Of Flowers

John Clare once declared
That he’s The Bard of Flowers:
His poems prove it.

~ Poetictouch

Flowers Cheer Me Up

Flowers cheer me up:
Delightful are their colours,
Pleasant are their scents.

~ Poetictouch

Sunday, May 10, 2026

The Poet’s Darling

You’re dazzling, Daisy!
No wonder Wordsworth called you:
The Poet’s darling.

~ Poetictouch

Saturday, May 09, 2026

To Be A Haiku

To be a haiku,
Or not to be a haiku,
That is the question!

~ Poetictouch

Friday, May 08, 2026

Your Heart Is A Harp

Your heart is a harp:
Like sweet serene melodies
Let your feelings flow.

~ Poetictouch

Once Upon The Grass

Where is that sweet lass
With whom I sweetly frolicked
Once upon the grass?

~ Poetictouch

Sunday, May 03, 2026

Lovely Spring Is Here

Lovely Spring is here:
Her floral-scented beauty
None can fail to feel.

~ Poetictouch

Saturday, May 02, 2026

Water Your Flower

Water your flower:
A flower without water
Loses its beauty.

~ Poetictouch

Water Your Flower

Water your flower:
A flower without water
Loses its beauty.

~ Poetictouch

Wednesday, April 29, 2026

Splendour In The Grass

What though the radiance
Which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass,
Of glory in the flower,
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering;
In the faith that looks through death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind.

~ William Wordsworth