Three Poems by Kate Noble

 

thrill of the chase

…crouched behind the long-dried tree stump, as I pass

side-look - as if shush finger placed to her lips before my question even forms -

and choosing not to catch my eye… 

while hers brim bright, alive - 

search past well-known crinkle lines 

of lived-in corners and curious knot knowings -

to scan intently 

picking up a sun’s low rays ‘cross water liquid ripples

while red wellies tell of smoothing polymer fun 

aside gnarled waning worn-wood hidings

…and passing on I hear – can’t see - young boys’ voices

behind…to the side,

ripe and likewise alert

sharing joy and 

launching bright-grin sing-song queries 

appealing waves into a boundless frost-free air

“grandma?”

which is eternal…

..and that beyond dwells in our here

brim mirrored worlds o’er lucent tear -

crowd ‘round, so peer with curious ear 

curved strange refractions yet to hear -

grasp wisped meniscus flouting fear –

so close surround, yet never near

still seek to know that sense held dear

 

Limerick

There was a young woman’s sun glasses

Which mirrored back all that she passes

Though her lips curve in smile

Unseen bile skims her eyes

While her heart stalls in thick black molasses.

Kate Noble is creative writer, singer and disabled student mentor. Read more – waking the mind whilst touching the soul – in Vine Leaves Press, The Journal of Undiscovered Poets, Ballast Journal and Linked Verse from Laughing Ronin Press. She is 57 years of age and lives in northern England, UK.

Her recently published poems include; Chide Not the Seeming Layabout (in Linked Verse from Laughing Ronin Press, January 2024) at https://www.laughingroninpress.com/product-page/linked-verse-issue-002), Tread soft o’Foot (in Ballast Journal, July 2023) at

https://www.ballastjournal.com/kate-noble and Early Mist before Snow (in The Journal of Undiscovered Poets February, 2022).