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Category Archives: poem
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
Phobiaphobia
The fear of death, arachnophobia the fear of falling off the edge of life, the threatening spectre only you, left on your own to hedge the demons dancing on your shoulder weighed down by stomach muscle spasm at sight of … Continue reading
Posted in Death, Fear, poem, poetry
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Hypno-Vision
 Conscious of a noise. Hypnopompic. There’s something or someone doing something familiar but very vague. No synapses connecting to reason. Feeling a thirst that puts the ‘P’ in pang the ‘D’ in desire the ‘G’ in good deep longing … Continue reading
Posted in children, Ekphrastic, Free Verse, Hope, nostalgia, poem, poetry, Wonder
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Tribute to a Sheffield Life
(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
Posted in melancholy, poem, poetry, sadness
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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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Waiting for The Sun ..
(Haiku for an English summer) Our sun hats, resting on the newel post in the hall, are trying to tell us something..
Posted in Haiku, Hope, melancholy, nostalgia, poem, poetry, Weather
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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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