Emma’s Poems

Caring is a gift Change is inevitable Love is freedom Time is space Happiness is creation Believing is a choice Growing is glowing

I love poems.  
I love writing them and reading them.
I love how they express emotion and give amusement to the world around us.
I love how they can make the simplest and smallest topic become something else.    

Imagine you are a Monkey (Hanumanasana)

Imagine you are a Monkey sitting in a tree,

Opening and exploring every single opportunity.

Imagine you are a Monkey sitting in a tree,

Agile and loose with body and mind free.

Imagine you are a Monkey sitting in a tree,

Looking over the world as far as the eyes can see.

Imagine you are a Monkey sitting in a tree,

Able to either move or wait patiently.

Imagine you are a Monkey sitting in a tree,

What kind of Monkey will you be.   

By Emma

Warm

Warm your heart with joy, warm your heart with joy, warm your heart with joy

Warm your heart with kindness, warm your heart with kindness, warm your heart with kindness

Warm your heart with love, warm your heart with love, warm your heart with love

Warm your heart with peace, warm your heart with peace, warm your heart with peace

Keep warm, keep warm, keep warm

By Emma

Time

Time a symbol of past, present, and future

Time showing life through existence, stillness, and adventure

Tic toc, tic toc, tic toc 

Time shared with love, warmth, and honesty

Time an irreplaceable commodity

Tic toc, tic toc, tic toc

By Emma

Imagine you are a Tortoise (Koormasana)

Imagine you are Tortoise, slowly agilely you move with grace and awareness,

Your shell is your strength, your home, your spine.

Where you move, where you go, 

Your strength, your home, your spine goes with you.

Along the steady path you walk one step at a time,

When you eventually arrive knowing that stillness greets you.

Imagine yourself as a Tortoise,

Strong, steady, graceful.

Taking one step at a time,

Taking one breath at a time. 

By Emma

Namaste Prayer

Namaste for sharing your worth

Namaste for being on this earth

Namaste for giving your time

Namaste for being who you are divine

By Emma

Flowing Colours

Red meets the orange, orange meets the yellow

This is where our energy, our emotions fires and bellows.

Yellow meets green, green meets blue

This is where we feel free and open to say “I love you”

Blue meets purple, purple meets violet or white

This is where our halo, our crown, our inner God shines bright

Open your colours and keep them flowing

Move from involve to evolve and keep on growing

By Emma

Yoga Anywhere

Yoga in the meadows, Yoga in the fields,

Yoga in the valleys, Yoga in the hills.

Yoga in the mountains, Yoga in the park,

Yoga in the day, Yoga in the dark.

Yoga on the beach, Yoga in your home,

Yoga yourself anywhere, it’s your time to be alone.

By Emma

Flock of birds

As I watch a flock of twenty something birds flying high in the sky,

Playfully shaping a figure eight darting and surfing as they fly.

As one bird falls back, whilst the other birds keep going,

Demonstrating their skills for on lookers by showing. 

I watch with complete joy and love,

The flock of birds flying up above.

Moving with freedom and with ease,

This flock of birds enjoying the cool summer breeze.

By Emma

Smile For You

Smiling is infectious, you can catch it like the flu

When someone smiled at me today, I started smiling too.

I passed around the corner and someone saw my grin

When he smiled, I realised I’d passed it on to him.

I thought about that smile, then I realised it’s worth,

A single smile just like mine, could travel round the earth.

So, if you feel a smile begin don’t leave it undetected

Let’s start an epidemic quick, and get the world infected!

By J. Whitehead

The Wild Rose Fairy

I am the queen whom everybody knows:

I am the English Rose;

As light and free as any Jenny Wren,

As dear to Englishmen;

As joyous as a Robin Redbreast’s tune,

I scent the air in June;

My buds are rosy as a baby’s cheek;

I have one word to speak,

One word which is my secret and my song,

‘Tis “England, England, England” all day long.

By F. Warne