I am Johanne Lee, proud Mancunian and mother to three grown. I am published in several anthologies namely Soul Poet Society and The Poetry Kingdom and Open Skies. I am an author of Children’s picture books and have been shortlisted and published in a 2020 lockdown anthology named Coast and Waters. Also pleased to be included in Impspired’s upcoming collection ‘ Heart of the Matter’.
I will not write of ends Or on the morrow write of drought, bearing Sahara sentences.. Wandering aimlessly about gasping on the lack of grammar, without a logical thought to grace a distant horizon Through lines--- alliteration fraught Where misplaced words and blots run dry and friendships that cannot inspire the who’s, what’s and when’s and where’s that cry release of diction—drab—and dire Errant of truthful expression— Will mourn the chimes euphonious, emotions fumbled at the last. Breeding nothing harmonious I will not write today of ends We ribbon wrap and tightly seal, or on the morrow write of drought When I don’t know how I will feel
What’s the Matter
The matter of us drifts some day’s aimless, nameless molecules meeting particles Sinking in substance and forming without warning something wonderful— Maybe--- Why question the maybe? Because truth sits on the window sills, gazing at sunsets that chase sunrise Always Forever Sun and Moon --Earth— That’s clever You will matter forming without warning into something beautiful Maybe— Why question in maybe? Truth sits by the ocean swims to you daily and washes you in tides And the matter of you will form without warning into something passionately driven… Maybe… I see you climbing mountains, running through boundaries Hopping over stiles.. You tripped So what? You matter more than one can say on moors of Moorish delight Why question the maybe? You breathe rolling mists over hillsides Embracing the dawn, singing to a sunrise on wings of ecstasy.. You live and you matter…