Category Archives: Poetry

Food on Friday ~ Aphrodite’s Herbalist

herbs demonstrate the earth’s nurturing love


there is a love called the herbs

which knows seasons and extraction


which chooses and uses through filtration

the pungent perfume of timed infusion


aromatic alchemical warmed fluids

medicinal herbs mystical magical uses


richly potent oils from maceration

concentrated to potions by decoction


glistening alcoholic secret distillation

Aphrodisiac attention to her golden skin

sensual memories of myriad loves


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sage is a psychotropic aphrodisiac

sensual women should beware

its dreams of desire

I’m Ready

I get knocked down and wrecked, I get up again


time to get off my knees

things are never as bad as they seem

I’m ready to live my dreams


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the wreck at the end of the road?

or the start of a new journey?

Driving Rhyme

promiscuity is about sex, not about relationships


I drove day and night

to get to her

neither sane nor right

I wrecked the car

for what, just a cheat


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cheating on a good man is like

throwing away a diamond

and picking up a brick

Sports Car Poetry

drive her like it’s your last day


long wide roads

soft top hard driving

toward the setting sun


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any colour you like

as long as she’s white 

Songs on Saturday ~ Harry Connick Jr.

so many want to change the one they first fell for

I’ve been lost, I’ve been alone, I’ve despaired, and I’ve drank.  Now I know that there is someone out there for me, I never need to walk alone.  I know that when I find her I’ll care for her for who she is, not for who I want her to be.

I never need to walk alone, unless that’s what Fate decrees.

And Fate had better watch out.


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she’s not the one

she never was


Arc Troubles

it wasn’t raining until Noah built the arc



Noah though he could fix the arc

with just a phillips screwdriver

the geese disagreed



with thanks to Paula Light for the phillips, thought, geese prompt

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Canada Geese, the golfers least favourite bird

Songs on Saturday ~ Writing’s On The Wall

the first draft is just me telling myself the story

Except the writing isn’t on the wall, or anywhere else for that matter.  Now the poetry anthology Seascapes and Serenity Lost is finished and published on Amazon, I feel the need for a new project, a new book, perhaps a collection of short stories.  Maybe I have a title Dreams of Desire, but no idea what the content is going to be.  Or how about a Bond spoof ~ maybe not.

From the James Bond movie Spectre.

You can do the pose if you wish.

Different music for me.


jack collier      ~

Seascapes and Serenity Lost

poetry is nearer to reality than is the unadorned truth

Both the kindle and print versions of my poetry anthology Seascapes and Serenity Lost are now available on Amazon.  Trust me, the 8 x 10 paperback edition will look fabulous on your coffee table.

I must pay tribute to Jan Olandese who did all the hard work of editing and formatting both editions.

The one review I think I’ve received thus far is pretty damn positive.

Some of the stuff I’ve written is more than brutally truthful.


jack collier

the original photograph that appears on the book’s cover

Tunes on Tuesday ~ Paperback Writer

poetry is a equal mixture of English and angst

The printed version of my poetry anthology Seascapes and Serenity Lost should be available on Amazon within the next couple of hours.  It’s a 10 by 8 inches, magazine-sized, paperback.  So, I thought this old Beatles song would be rather fun.

There’s also a much cheaper kindle version of the book.

Of course the paperback will look great on your coffee table.


jack collier


the picture is mine too

it’s all in a dream

Poetry Anthology

Seascapes and Serenity Lost


You can probably learn more about me by reading some of my poetry anthology than you could ever learn from anything I ever posted on here ~ and I have promulgated some gritty and very personal stuff.

Anyhow, my anthology is now available on Amazon, in several important countries, including the US, UK, and points east.  (For some good reasons, for the next few days the print copy is ‘author only’)

The words and pictures are all my own work, and there are a lot of photographs interleaved with the poetry.

I am also deeply indebted to Jan Olandese, who edited the whole thing.


jack collier

the shining sea

talks with me

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