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Category Archives: Love
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
Posted in Blank Verse, Love, poem, poetry
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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
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
An Ekphrastic Experience…
If this is Ekphrastic, which I’ve heard recently described as one of the ugliest words in the English language, then what follows is the complete irony. It also demonstrates what little fodder poets need to inspire them to feats of … Continue reading
Posted in animals, Collaboration, courage, Heroes, Hope, Injury, Love, melancholy, nostalgia, poem, poetry, sadness, War, Wonder
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Collaboration …
Originally posted on Musings and Smatterings:
Decline By John Anstie When you have given all, then lost, is this the colour of blame? The love that drips from your sweet lips and drowns someone in shame. When young, their hue…
Posted in Collaboration, Hope, Love, melancholy, nostalgia, poem, poetry, sadness
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Past Masters
(A Clarean Sonnet) If I had ever taken note at school, those moments often shunned by this poor fool, of literature, philosophy and tomes that offered us the sustenance of poems. Be gowned, our masters strenuously plead that sonnets and soliloquy … Continue reading
Venus and The Crescent Moon
An area of high pressure heralded the clearest starlit sky that befell the northern hemisphere. No news or talk of it; no questions why, except among the experts and the poets. I saw her there, shimmering, a vision unexpectedly imbued, … Continue reading
A Ballad for Stabat Mater
(A dedication to mothers) Do you remember radiance of one who’s always there the taste of swollen mamilla, the scent of her sweet hair. Whose kiss and gentle healing touch was cooling with a balm that soothed your painful childish … Continue reading
Posted in Ballad, emotion, Hope, Love, melancholy, poem, poetry, Religious, sadness
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Midnigh Morvening
The light it was a brightening on winter’s dawning day it was the midnigh morvening that showed us all the way and how the beasties of the norn did plague the Gothan bride, but facing fiery teeth with Day the … Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, Heroes, Hope, Love, melancholy, nostalgia, poetry
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Painted Hearts
(for BJ) You paint for love and making home a warm and loving place to be I paint with words my heart’s relief at knowing you’re still with me. And, whilst we seem to play away with different loves, divergent … Continue reading
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