Category Archives: melancholy

Lost Gardeners

Posted on 21 March, 2020 by PoetJanstie

There was such hustle and bustle where now reflective calm. In the thunderbox room nearby the melon yard haunting echoes of silent voices once green fingers that pressed a trigger for King and country, gently call from an early grave, … Continue reading →

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Posted in conservation, courage, Death, Elegy, Free Verse, green, History, Hope, Love, melancholy, nature, nostalgia, poetry, War | Tagged Gardening, hope, renewal, sadness, War | 1 Comment

The Honeymoon’s Over

Posted on 3 August, 2017 by PoetJanstie

Spring’s promise of high summer has passed, the lush greens gone, and now less vibrant. Parched. Stale somehow. Disappointing. The promise so much sweeter than reality; the heady warmth; sun filled days and mirage haze the balmy heat, hot naked … Continue reading →

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Posted in conservation, environment, Fear, Global Warming, Hope, melancholy, nature, Pleasure, poem, poetry, sadness, Uncategorized, Weather | 11 Comments

Little Big Man

Posted on 31 July, 2015 by PoetJanstie

(for Samuel Leon Anstie) This fragile earth, on which we so depend is strewn with evidence that life portends a choreography of happenstance. Your shoes were made for your own special dance. Then you appeared and shone the warmest light; … Continue reading →

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Posted in children, family, Love, melancholy, poetry, Religious, sadness | Tagged Love, Poem, Poetry, sadness | 8 Comments

The Air We Breathe (A Poetic Collaboration)

Posted on 16 July, 2013 by PoetJanstie

[This was originally born, last summer, from the photo provided by Shan Ellis-Williams, which spawned some poetry from three of us, members of the Grass Roots Poetry Group. It is now presented to Victoria Slotto’s “Writers’ Fourth Wednesday:”, this … Continue reading →

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Posted in Collaboration, Free Verse, Hope, melancholy, nature, nostalgia, Pleasure, poem, poetry, Wonder | 29 Comments

A Dog’s Life

Posted on 1 May, 2013 by PoetJanstie

(for Jazz) Your soft and furry skin was like a prize that felt as if it were a therapy, reward for when we were too short of time to pander to your young demands, and yet you never once gave … Continue reading →

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Posted in age, animals, Blank Verse, Death, family, Love, melancholy, poem, poetry, sadness | 32 Comments

Snow Dog

Posted on 3 April, 2013 by PoetJanstie

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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Posted in animals, melancholy, poem, poetry, political, Sonnet, Weather | 12 Comments

Hearts of Oak

Posted on 11 November, 2012 by PoetJanstie

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

Tribute to a Sheffield Life

Posted on 8 October, 2012 by PoetJanstie

(and a tribute to the loss of special friends) The threads that join two loyal hearts will span an ocean of time, from moments of forgotten art, the echo of hearts’ rhyme transcends the avalanche of pain, that severed threads … Continue reading →

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Posted in melancholy, poem, poetry, sadness | 5 Comments

An Ekphrastic Experience…

Posted on 25 September, 2012 by PoetJanstie

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 →

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Posted in animals, Collaboration, courage, Heroes, Hope, Injury, Love, melancholy, nostalgia, poem, poetry, sadness, War, Wonder | 5 Comments

Collaboration …

Posted on 9 September, 2012 by PoetJanstie

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…