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Category Archives: poetry
The Festival
In a field somewhere, full of stars, enchantment you could almost hug, cupped in hands, with sparkle and dust, you can carry it off in your pocket. It’s magic, so catch some you must. Catch a glimpse of follies too … Continue reading
Posted in Culture, Folk, Free Verse, Music, Pleasure, poem, poetry, recreation, Roots
Tagged Folk, Music, stars
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Last Year
(Same River, New Waters …) Last year passed me the golden glove You know, the one with a fist of iron. She wanted no more of it. Nor I. Those glossy, glittering, glistening, shining products of a golden age … Continue reading
Pine Cone
… in a world beleaguered by well healed negligence …
… your unconscious prayer for a better world … Continue reading
Posted in 100TPC, children, Free Verse, Hope, Love, poem, poetry, Wonder
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Blackbird
Your gold-rimmed, mystic, all-seeing eye that asks of us the question … why you’re first to rise, not we in time to hear your cry. A share of this full Earth is how, you feed your Spring-time pride. An earthworm … Continue reading
Posted in animals, Ballad, conservation, Global Warming, green, nature, poem, poetry
Tagged Conservation
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Eva Joy
Mother Earth expected your arrival her hills and mountains tumbled into plains, but fault-lines held for your survival. She is made of you and you of her, atoms and molecules indistinguishable inside the organic life you share now the planets, … Continue reading
Posted in poetry
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The Great Divide
Crossing the great divide between the dark age and a brave new world, sailing from the safety of knowing your place into uncharted waters. In a deep and sickly swell, an ocean of uncertainty, struggling to recall the purpose of … Continue reading
One of A Kind
Is she the last of a generation …? Continue reading
Moon Child
Once in a while you exceed yourself. Are you blue, because we thought no more of you as the driving force for life on Earth or potency behind the waves of bitches and whelps giving us thrilling moments or contemplative … Continue reading
Posted in conservation, conversation, environment, Free Verse, nature, poem, poetry
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International Holocaust Rememberence Day – 27th January
No shortage of stories that tug heavily at the heart strings; the conscience of those who can stop to think for a moment; that nag at the literary minds of those who continue to write and remind us of the … Continue reading
Sunday
Walking home from church. Like seeing the sun rise over the week ahead, mind full of penitence, a righteous child, wrapped in reverential warmth and a sense of duty fulfilled. That place of comfort, as short lived as chocolate, such … Continue reading
Posted in Culture, Free Verse, Hope, nostalgia, poem, poetry, Preachy, Religious, Shopaholism, Uncategorized
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