Category Archives: sadness

A Ballad for Stabat Mater

Posted on 18 March, 2012 by PoetJanstie

(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 →

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Posted in Ballad, emotion, Hope, Love, melancholy, poem, poetry, Religious, sadness | 16 Comments

As If…

Posted on 1 February, 2012 by PoetJanstie

He was muttering as if he was trying to describe a vision he couldn’t share with her; with anyone. It was of something he’d never seen before this moment; a moment when she saw a look on his face that … Continue reading →

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Posted in Death, emotion, Free Verse, Hope, Love, melancholy, poem, poetry, sadness | 17 Comments

The Poppy

Posted on 11 November, 2011 by PoetJanstie

When I see a poppy I see the symbol of something that it’s easy to forget; not a logo, a stripe or a statement of rank. It’s neither corporate image nor party colour, nor crucifix. It is not even… …a … Continue reading →

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Posted in courage, family, Free Verse, Heroes, Hope, poem, poetry, political, Preachy, Religious, sadness, War | 7 Comments

Twenty Nine

Posted on 15 August, 2011 by PoetJanstie

It Started It is just twenty-nine short years ago, a conflict over sovereign soil; a war we had been forced to join, and what is more we knew him through his brother. So we know how close we were to … Continue reading →

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Posted in age, courage, Heroes, Hope, melancholy, poem, poetry, sadness, story, War | Tagged Battles, Soldiers, War | 21 Comments

Rose Petal

Posted on 30 June, 2011 by PoetJanstie

You came to me from rose vermilion red; so rude and flushed with health you seemed to be. I was surprised when I discerned instead your disposition was no longer free; that, whilst you were so moist and soft, I … Continue reading →

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Posted in conservation, Hope, Love, nature, nostalgia, poem, poetry, political, sadness, Sonnet, wisdom | Tagged Conservation, Nature | 11 Comments

Big Comfy Cushion

Posted on 24 February, 2011 by PoetJanstie

(for Sophie) Every morning you get up to greet me at the door and, like an automaton, pad off to where your breakfast bowl has been; habit borne of sixteen years of life. In this house you’ve ruled our every … Continue reading →