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Category Archives: poem
Rose Petal
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
Posted in conservation, Hope, Love, nature, nostalgia, poem, poetry, political, sadness, Sonnet, wisdom
Tagged Conservation, Nature
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Sixty
Imagine if you will one day in nineteen fifty one a babe was born, a girl, and a special life begun. When she was two, but why would anyone resist the apple of her doting father’s eye and her mother’s … Continue reading
Posted in age, anniversary, conservation, family, fun, green, Love, nature, poem, poetry, story
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Limerick Eight
(A tribute to Edward Lear) A man who loved to write verse was a neologist, notably terse to demonstrate that an owl and a cat did some things that were rather perverse © 2011 John Anstie (view the author’s commentary … Continue reading
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Jessica Tenth of May
Jessica Tenth of May, we love you dear. We love the very day that you were born; a time of year when you can always hear bird song echo spring across the lawn. The time of year that follows, after … Continue reading
Listen with Mother (Nature)
(for the Birds in my life) Neither birder nor a twitcher, me, I’m listening now to nature’s voice, and one who makes it like a breeze, as she observes and listens, makes her choice, identifying birdsong in the trees, by … Continue reading
Posted in conservation, environment, nature, poem, poetry, recreation
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STOP PRESS – a little recognition!
One of my poems, “Was That The Day“, was shortlisted in the Marriott Love Poems competition, which was run in March 2011. It wasn’t among the winners, alas, but encouraging all the same: a little tiny piece of recognition (for … Continue reading
Message from Mother Earth
I woke to feel no breath, as if at birth, so I could hear the breath of mother earth. She heaves with sighs of lives foregone, reminding us we need to change our song, review the wiles of new invented … Continue reading
Posted in conservation, environment, experience, green, Hope, nostalgia, poem, poetry, political, technology, wisdom
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Limerick Three
I have to come clean about me I’m really a charlatan, you see, full of intention with some good invention but nowt that’ll pay for my tea. © 2011 John Anstie
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Goons at The Graves
It’s eight o’clock and all is well for Peter, Spike and Harry. If they were at The Graves to tell the time, how long we’d tarry. © 2010 John Anstie (View the author’s commentary on this poem)
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Twitter Anniversary and World Poetry Day Twaiku
Tweet spring inception it is not going away but coming of age © 2011 John Anstie
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