QUILLVERSY POETRY

AUTHOR SUNRAY RON 2026

 Where Words Wake After Dark

Welcome to my selection of Poetry.

Narrative, Pastoral, Lyric, and Free Verse. 

I  Start by sharing a  gifted Quote from a viewer

With stark imagery and a lyrical rhythm, this collection of poems by Sunray traces the quiet ache of suburban memory, and home life and the rustle of dry leaves to the hum of a distant freeway. These poems navigate the space between what is remembered and what is real, exploring how landscapes shape our innermost selves. With each turn of the page, a tender reckoning with love and history unfolds, asking if we can ever truly leave the places that made us along with the memories locked within our hearts.  Keep up the great Creative Writing Sunray. 

Time Passing

In the dimly lit room, the wallpaper hangs in threads

And torn curtains block the light

An old worn-out armchair, tattered and torn, stands in front of 

Two-bar fire

The clock sits upon the mantelpiece

In the old armchair sits an elderly gentleman

A war medal pinned to his breast pocket

He cannot remember the past now as time has passed him by.

The Dusty Violin

A dusty violin lies in the corner of the room

Covered in dust as if in a tomb

Broken strings tell their story

Of nights of opera and its glory

Crowds filled with wild emotions

Clapping hands with excited commotions

Years have worn the polished grain

And damped air has twisted the frame

Yet with love and care it may play again.

Are You Sure?           

A face of joy I saw today

A silent smile I remembered clearly

Of lonely days while we were apart

You remain very dear

The tears have passed

A new future lies ahead

The sudden urge to say

Is it really you

We talk and smile, and then go to bed

OH, how I do love you

Feelings have returned once again

Both contented and fine

Are you sure? together we said

Yes, but we still need time.

My New Love

When darkness comes, I’ll hold you

Until the morning breaks

I’ll go to sleep dreaming of you and 

I hope you're still with me when I awake.

Share of Freedom

Freedom is all around me

But my mind is locked in chains

My body’s tired and weary

And lost hope it claims

Time is running out now.

Fulfilment

Suddenly, my lips met yours

Inevitable it seemed to be

One minute, you were far away

The next is very close to me

Our bodies seemed to be intertwined

There was nothing that I could do

It happened suddenly

When I was close to you.

Stranger in the Night

In the silky web I spied

A tiny fly which had died

I wondered when it met its plight

Because it was not their last night.

Make Believe

Children playing full of fun

Even in the rain and sun

Never ending games, they play

Hoping for an endless day

Children playing each with dreams

Of cowboys, nurses, kings and queens

Make believe and guess the games.

Freedom

When I have some spare time I will award myself of pleasures new

Of summer fields and mountains dew

Rippling streams and waterfalls

Stroll through meadows of buttercups in the midday sun

And watch the hares on the run

I’ll glare at the rainbow after the showers

Which highlights my day and the passing hours.

Passing Time

With Passing Time

In the dimly lit room, the wallpaper hangs in threads

And torn curtains block the light

An old, worn-out armchair, tattered and torn, stands in front of a two-bar fire

The clock sits on the mantelpiece

In the armchair sits an elderly gentleman

With a war medal pinned to his breast pocket

He cannot remember the past as time passes by.

Lost In the Distance

Distant dreams of lost love

Leads to distant days

Distant days leads to distant nights

And  you become distant.

The Magic of Arran in Scotland

Stars glow as night falls

The moon rises slowly in the night sky

Soon, the morning glow will surrender

And a brand-new day will start

The Holy Isle is appearing 

Its secrets to unfold

The tide is slowly rising

And Goats Fell looks very cold

Wish I had my camera, it's such a lovely view

But I have only my memory

That will have to do.

Tea at Scorry Breac in Scotland

Weathered plaque of Scorry Breac

The land of the free

Purple heather, the world to see

Giant fir trees shade the lake

Which is a picturesque dream

Daisy’s heads sway in the breeze

While in Adria I make the teas

After I'll rest my feet in the lake

And sit a while and have a break.

Goodbye my old Friend

 Goodbye. Oscar, my old friend

No more walks in the summer breeze 

And no more illnesses or vet fees

No more cramping pains

While walking in the park

Sometimes in the rain

How can I forget my friend

When I have so many wonderful memories 

Your toys remain upon your bed

And your bowl still in the kitchen where you were fed

And your lead still hangs upon the kitchen door

Just like your footprints on the floor

No, you will never be forgotten, my old friend.

I Was Made a Promise

You made a Promise to my heart

That you would never part

A promise that was dear

As you made it very clear

I still remember the day

You said you’re going away

My heart just filled with pain

Knowing things wouldn’t be the same

As time passed by, I learnt not to cry

And had a wee dram instead.

Listen to your Heart

It’s the heart that keeps you going

And keeps your body strong

It’s your courage that keeps you fighting

When it may be wrong

It’s your strength that lets you climb the mountain

That seems the hardest human. Test

Maybe you might need some time to have a simple rest

Take another step now before you lose the light

As it's not long now, you’ll soon see the end in sight

Don’t give up now, as the challenge is nearly done

And you will feel a whole lot better

When you know you’ve won.

Take One Day at a Time

We are in charge of our attitudes

Each day is a new day to use as you will

You can use it to Moan – Listen – or Gossip- 

Hurt someone, bully, or cause a family upset 

Or you can use it for good or happiness

Or trust, companionship and friendship

And Joy and peace

For what we do today is important

Because you are exchanging a day of your life for it

When tomorrow comes, this day will be gone forever 

And in its place is something that you have left behind.  

Let it be something good.

Nice Days Out

I’m lucky to have lovely daughters so dear

Who have stood beside me throughout the year

When times were hard, they stood their ground

Until an answer could be found

We met for a meet-up for a chat

And we talked about this, and we talked about that

The day was a complete pleasure

Both have become little treasures.

A Stroll in the Glen

Rain falls upon my face

And thunder fills my ears. But it’s not new

It’s happened throughout the years

Just like drifting winds that touch my Cheek

That leaves me refreshed with nature's hand

And refreshes the sod of this common land

After the storm, a rainbow shines

Which gives great delight

Thunder is gone, and the sun returns

With birds in simple flight

Nature shines through the dew with golden slumber

A view of gold that my heart will always remember

Rivers flow like a poet's dream

Of wonders new or so it seems

Flowers burst open their petals, covered in dew

Just as I have a loving thought of you

My heart is now beating like a drum

As the sun's shadow falls upon the grass

Highlighting the day and making dreams come true

And just at that moment in time, once again I think of you.

Lost in dreams

Frozen screams heard within the night

From a desperate soul taking flight

As heroin travels within the blood

Mind in constant whirl

And life and future now in peril

How does one reach this never-ending point

Where life itself has no longer any meaning

And broken dreams are left demeaning

Where   hope is now just a word

And the world seems so blurred

Food soon becomes less of a reason

And lost is any sense of season

Stealing becomes commonplace

As a dirty hoodie hides the face

Sleeping in fear upon the needed floor

Where will they need more

Body wrecked and full of pain

They lie in the streets in the wind and rain

Pockets empty and a life of dread

Don't give a dam for tomorrow

As he may be dead.

I Believe

The fact is that nobody leaves this wonderful planet alive, yet

When we depart, we leave behind our thoughts of reason and our

need of forgiveness for our mistakes. We leave hope, courage, and goodness

wrapped in conditional love and a choice for a better world

One such belief is that just for a moment in time we ourselves were loved

And understood, and most important of all, hopefully sometimes a joy to be with

When as we leave, I believe we do not leave alone,

I believe that an angel or a passed friend waits to guide us,

And shows us the way, then together

We simply travel to a higher level of learning in braces 

love and in peace as our hopes and dreams

continue.

Days with my son

Together in so many ways

 Shared countless laughs on countless days

A love and bond no one can break

Each sharing wisdom for wisdoms sake

Great adventures out of the blue

Always felt safe with you

Our teamwork is known to be great

Maybe we should celebrate

Maybe with a cup of tea or a glass of wine

Either will be just fine.

In the Winter Rose Garden

I walked in the garden where the roses grow

The air was filled with a fragrance

With a wonderful glow

Suddenly, I was surrounded by angels

Who left no footprints in the snow

I stood frozen and amazed and in wonder

As I had nowhere else to go

I realised that my wife was with me in spirit

That shocked my heart no end

But I should not have worried

Because I was with a friend.

When I get the time 

I will award myself with pleasures new

Of summer fields and festivals new

Rippling streams and waterfalls

I’ll stroll through meadows of 

buttercups in the midday sun

And watch the rabbits on the run

I’ll share the rainbow after the showers

That highlights the day and becomes 

A memory of my hours and great Days.

My Dear Son 

Reminds me of what I’m missing

But I’m still wishing

There are often times when I wish it could last forever

But time runs out sometimes when were together

I forget any trials and tribulations

And enjoy life with its sensations

We both dream of new tomorrows

Forgetting the crossroads and any sorrows

Each day that comes, I’m. glad. to have him near

It’s great to have a son so dear

I glad to share his warm embrace

With his kind smile upon his face

A true bond, I’m sure, forever true

As I've never seen him blue

I will always carry the pride

A smile when I’m by his side.

The door is always open

Heaven’s door is always open 

For you and for others and me

 We all travel through the tunnel of light 

To God's kingdom behold a golden light

And when we arrive, we feel a great love

As we are protected from the shadows

In this great wonder, we now bestow 

One’s mind is wrapped in wonder, and their spirits are now at peace

As some of their emotions are now due to release

Angels greet them in song and pray for them sincerely

As we are all loved so dearly

There is no tension, only calmness around them

As angels meet their friends who brought them

God’s angels then hold their hands in glory

For all of them have heard your story

As times like these will never end

For this is not the beginning of dreams, my friends

In dreams, it's what they call everlasting love.

Footprints in the sand

Footprints in the Sand

And pyramids found in forgotten lands

Those are changed with the wind

Leaving little trace when new

But life goes on despite the cost

For throughout the years, not all is lost

For Kings and Queens are found across the land

Along with the wind that covers our footprints left in the sand.

Author's Nickname :  Sunray  is a Poet and Creative Writer 

Born in Paisley, Scotland in 1943 

Summary of poems from then until 2025 and still Writing Short Stories

Successfully won several awards from Koestler Arts.

If you found the poems worthy and a joy, maybe you would like to send  me your thoughts in an email: ronnb1943@gmail.com      

 Have a nice day…Yours sincerely.  Sunray