-
Recent Posts
- The Mysteries of Butterflies and Puddings 2 January, 2022
- A Day in the Lives of Real Angels 22 December, 2021
- Asleep … 8 December, 2020
- An Invitation 24 November, 2020
- Anti-dystopoem 24 August, 2020
- Barbershop is … 24 May, 2020
- Winter Song 3 May, 2020
- A Poem for Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow 7 April, 2020
- Lost Gardeners 21 March, 2020
- Dēmokratía 22 November, 2019
- The Festival 22 July, 2019
- Last Year 9 May, 2019
- Pine Cone 29 September, 2018
- Blackbird 18 August, 2018
- Eva Joy 27 July, 2018
- The Great Divide 22 June, 2018
- One of A Kind 19 March, 2018
- Moon Child 1 February, 2018
- International Holocaust Rememberence Day – 27th January 28 January, 2018
- Sunday 28 January, 2018
- The Horizon Written … A New Musical Composition 10 January, 2018
- A Voice in The Wilderness 6 January, 2018
- The BeZine, October 2017, Vol. 4, Issue 1 , Music to the Eyes 15 October, 2017
- Underneath The Stairs 15 October, 2017
- Thousands and Millions 1 October, 2017
The Anthology …
Authors
Follow me on Twitter
My TweetsBlogroll
- Discuss
- Forty Two … on Life, the Universe and Everything! Poetjanstie’s Prose Blog
- Get Inspired
- Get Polling
- Get Support
- Gloaming – Drawings, Paintings, Poems A remarkable book of paintings and drawings by Melaneia Warwick accompanied by ekphrastic poems, written by the incredible Peter Wilkin
- Learn WordPress.com
- Twitter What’s happening on Twitter
- Twitter What’s happening on
- WordPress Planet
- WordPress.com News
Blogs that I Follow …
Authors
Category Archives: poetry
The Horizon Written … A New Musical Composition
A new composition from composer, Joseph Alen Shaw, is indicative of a man of considerable musical talent, who doesn’t let the grass grow under his feet. Not for the first time, has he used poetry to inspire musical composition. Last … Continue reading
Posted in poetry
Leave a comment
The BeZine, October 2017, Vol. 4, Issue 1 , Music to the Eyes
Source: The BeZine, October 2017, Vol. 4, Issue 1 , Music to the Eyes
Posted in poetry
Leave a comment
Underneath The Stairs
And how their days would start at dawn
to sounds of clacking feet.
Underneath the stairs they’d run,
their serving paths to beat. Continue reading
Posted in Ballad, Collaboration, Composition, conservation, History, Music, nature, nostalgia, poem, poetry
Tagged History, Landscape
5 Comments
Thousands and Millions
One hundred thousand Poets for change, so many voices and carefully chosen words, seem to be decaying into the void of the anechoic chamber. Earthly Fathers praying for the Establishment, that sets the stage and casts its values in concrete, … Continue reading
Posted in poetry
6 Comments
Let The Rains Fall
“Water, water, every where … Nor any drop to drink.” If I should have enough to weep some tears before we sink into the deep … then let the rains fall everywhere where land is parched where lips are cracked … Continue reading
Posted in poetry
3 Comments
The Honeymoon’s Over
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
Posted in conservation, environment, Fear, Global Warming, Hope, melancholy, nature, Pleasure, poem, poetry, sadness, Uncategorized, Weather
11 Comments
Big Questions
They could not see the end of their noses the end of the last century the end of infantry and cavalry of Boys Own battles and yet they stand today in ceremony, the successors and descendants of those, who may … Continue reading
The Chalice
Dear Earth, you are a sacred aqueous Isle in a dark and endless sea of universe We may be bound by genetic code. You may never reveal your strategy the presupposing chemical destiny of one great astrophysical master plan for … Continue reading
Posted in poetry
5 Comments
On One of My Tomorrows
(for Celia) Our last goodbye was casual as if I would see you again on one of my tomorrows I touched your arm you flinched. In pain. I felt persistent guilt Born of carelessness only nervous uncertainty could freely demonstrate Born … Continue reading
Posted in poetry
6 Comments
Head Over Heals
So soon, familiar sounds again, the birds are on the wing. A starling, dizzy, calling his mate head over heals they sing. The grass is growing faster underneath our feet and here we are, like Arab Spring, where two extremists meet. It’s difficult … Continue reading
Posted in poetry
Leave a comment