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About PoetJanstie

“Life is short and art long, the crisis fleeting, experience penniless and decision difficult” ~ Hippocrates. As a young man, John was sporting and fit. It was then as much his recreational therapy as a cappella harmony singing, music, walking in the hills and writing is now. Playing Rugby Union for over twenty years, encouraged in the early days by a school that was run on the same lines and ethos as that famous Scottish public school, Gordonstoun, where our own headmaster had been as a senior master. This gave shape and discipline to a sometimes precarious early life. His fitness was enhanced not only by playing rugby, but also by working part time jobs in farming, as a leather factory packer and security guard, but probably not helped, for a short time, selling ice cream! His professional working life was spent as a Metallurgical Engineer, Marketing Manager, Export Sales Manager, Implementation Manager and Managing Director of his own company. Thirty five years spent, apparently in a creative desert, raising a family, pursuing a career and helping to pay the bills, probably enriched his experience, because his renaissance, on retirement, realised a hidden creative talent as a writer of prose and poetry. He also enjoys music, with a piano and a fifty-two year old Yamaha FG140 acoustic guitar. He sings bass in three a cappella harmony groups: as a founding member of a mixed voice chamber choir, Fox Valley Voices and barbershop quartets. He is also a member of one of the top barbershop choruses in the UK, Hallmark of Harmony (stage name of the Sheffield Barbershop Harmony Club), who, for the eighth time in 41 years, became UK Champions in 2019. He is also a would be (once upon a time or 'has been') photographer with drawers full of his own history, and an occasional, but lapsed 'film' maker. In his other life, he doubles as a Husband, Father, Grandfather, Brother, Uncle, Cousin, Friend and Family man. What he writes is sometimes autobiographical, often political, sometimes dark and frequently pins his colours to the mast of climate change and how a few humans are trashing the Earth. In 2013, he published an anthology of the poetry (including his own) of an international group of poets, who met on Twitter in 2011. He produced, edited and steered the product of this work, "Petrichor Rising", to publication by Aquillrelle. His sort of strap-line reads: “ iWrite iSing iDance iChi iVolunteer ”

Earth Prayer

Dear Earth, mother of us all, solar sister, child of the Universe, our common blood was carbon, nitrogen, oxygen and hydrogen, in concert with the stars. Astronomical forces great voids imploding then exploding in light with the dust and smell … Continue reading

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Snow Dog

Photo by Barbara Anstie ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The depth of it exceptional, and all at once she lies and sits and stands below. She smiles, then in her mind she skips, her paws tread deeply in the soft white powdered snow. An … Continue reading

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And I Love Her Still

I found a note from one remembered love, It’s one she’d written many years ago. She’d washed her fountain pen and had to see if it would write just like it used to do! It flowed so beautifully, this conversation … Continue reading

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Elegy for Penny

It isn’t the loss of the shirt from my back, nor the house that’s levelled and gone. You couldn’t replace the air that we breath or the love, ’bout which there’s a song. Refrain But you gave me power and … Continue reading

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All, Save One

[This poem was written for International Holocaust Remembrance Day, 27th January 2013, and is dedicated to the memory of the victims of the Holocaust. It was recently inspired by Rachel Lucas’ very well written blog post – Mozartsgirl’s Reflection and … Continue reading

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The Secrets of Life

The riptide pulled and weighed us down, swimming in our shoals. It bent us in our will to win, oh weary, sorry souls. Oh tiresome, terrifying days when scholars moved to preach that all of Christendom was ours, but always … Continue reading

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Another Poet

This poem has such pathos in so few words, it represents all that poetry should be. Above all its message is crystal clear… from a poet, for whom I have the highest regard, Abigail (The Linnet) Baker

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Christmas Tree

Christmas tree O, Christmas tree, bring me a little magic so I will see where I can dwell in places far away and hear you tell the tales of yesterday. Christmas tree O, Christmas tree, bring hope of dreams as … Continue reading

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A Word for the Polar Bear…

This is a bit special and very moving piece of poetry from someone I can call a friend, @Fumanchucat, aka Jacqueline Dick.

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Hearts of Oak

In all that’s written of this day I will say only this: for every single life that’s lost hereafter may be bliss, but not the kind of bliss that you can feel of heavenly truth, those dreamy summer days that … Continue reading

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Posted in Ballad, courage, Fear, Heroes, Injury, Love, melancholy, poem, poetry, sadness, War | 13 Comments