May 24, 2018

The Faeries of Oubliette Woods

by Frank Hubeny

Some thought that they had all long gone.
Some thought they never were.
But in fresh woods forgotten still
They flourish safe and always will
Though we sense not a stir.

Maple Leaves in the Sun

Maple Leaves in the Sun

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May 24, 2018

Painting with words

by Jem Croucher

When painting with words
the writing room floor
is splattered with cast-offs
from poems and more Continue reading

May 23, 2018

Be my love!

by Bhavya Prabhakar, India

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Take me into your arms

Forget the world

Lean on my chest

To make a move

Of your own.

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May 23, 2018

Clear Day

by A. Marie

Blankets are leaving, we are all naked
as newborns, with sunglasses on our eyes.
The bluegreen day with yellow tint
is disguised as grey,
and we can’t blink
until the park is met, until our feet get wet;
it’s a savanna, and the rhododendrons
flare, and my compass knows
the way, the tide will take me out
come noon.

May 23, 2018

Makeover 101

by Jem Croucher

Our beach hut’s had a makeover
it’s looking pretty swish
and now it has been painted
in bright colour, per our wish Continue reading

May 23, 2018

Football Militants

by Nick Anthony

Flags as large as ships’ sails
Waive to and fro in solidarity,
Billowing with pride.

The masses—
Whose fully erect arms
Are only an open palm away
From a formal Nazi salute—
Fill the flowing tapestry of banners
With air warmed by their impassioned voices
As they chant and sing
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May 22, 2018

Take a break

by Bhavya Prabhakar, India

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Pack your bags

Take a flight

To the dreams

Of wine.

 

Feel that wooziness

Creating much craziness

Was it a passion

Or a desire?

 

Break the rules

Not the laws

Love the people

Not the pretentious.

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May 22, 2018

Two Rings

by Jem Croucher

Two rings on the final day
Familiarity
A walk which we have made our own
my brother Dave and me
A circle of eight miles
chalky trails beneath our feet
The sunshine smiling once again
to make the week complete Continue reading

May 22, 2018

Father, Son, Stars, Loss (for Bobby)

by Stephen Fuller

I start to count them and stop
Not because there are too many
But because I cannot hold them
Accountable; the code sparkled
From their eternal glow calls
Me to be accountable to my life:

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May 21, 2018

Beacon

by Jem Croucher

The day was full of sunshine
as we headed out, day three
of our walks on hills of Sussex
my brother Dave and me
This time to Ditchling Beacon
climbing chalky paths and hill
then into shady valleys
where the air was calm and still Continue reading

May 20, 2018

In Memoriam

by Harry

Submitted by   ECAW’s blog

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My grandfathers were respectively at the Battle of Jutland and in the trenches.
They worried about feeding their families.

My father was in North Africa.
He worried about The Bomb.
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May 20, 2018

Adrift

by Harry

Submitted by colinandray

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They stepped into the boat.
He took the oars…
And rowed them away from the dock.
A few minutes later,
He put them down…
And the boat just drifted.
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“A wonderful time to talk”,
At least that was his thought.
With the sound of the water,
And the rhythm of the boat,
Surely this must be the time?
But then his mind just drifted.
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May 20, 2018

Colors

by Venkat

colors I have not
colors I give not
colors I keep not

yet I roll the sky
as it rolls me
yet I roll the Sun
as it rolls me

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May 20, 2018

Spoken

by John S

My words disappeared under the moonlight,
The sounds of dissipation fading fast
to quiet in a cavernous depiction,
a blank homage to the universal past.

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May 20, 2018

Sunset at Round Hill

by The Cheesesellers Wife

Dusk wallows in the hill folds
waiting to be let loose, Continue reading

May 20, 2018

Rodmell

by Jem Croucher

We climbed up to Firle Beacon
(It was really windy there)
and its wasn’t from the beans we’d had
for breakfast, to be fair!
The views across fair Sussex
were magnificent to see
on this second day of walking
for my brother Dave and me
And then downhill to Rodmell
in the valley of the Ouse
for well earned respite at the pub
followed by a snooze Continue reading

May 19, 2018

Maturity

by Bhavya Prabhakar, India

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Maturity is intense

To release the tensed

Coming with drawbacks

In a dose of love.

 

He said, “Maturity is key

to end the unwanted shouts,

trying to be real

along with the reflection

in the eyes.”

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May 19, 2018

Alfriston

by Jem Croucher

We traversed Seven Sisters
high cliffs above the sea
Clear blues skies and sunshine
my brother Dave and me
There were lots of foreign students
around the tourist traps
but we left them all behind us
as we walked on, us two chaps Continue reading

May 19, 2018

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by dokurtybitz

The night is wet and noisy,
Clammy hands cradle me Continue reading

May 18, 2018

Eastbourne

by Jem Croucher

Woke up to a morning
with zero chance of rain
Another perfect day
for our walkings once again
Starting here in Eastbourne
with the sun on deep blue sea
the day is full of promise
for my brother, Dave and me Continue reading

May 17, 2018

INJECT AND INFECT

by Bhavya Prabhakar, India

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Inject and infect

The love in my veins

To surrender the pain

To be lost in your aim.

 

The infection is not in the blood

It’s in the mainstream of the love

The soul wants the cure

In the form of art of love.

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May 17, 2018

“togetherness”

by Colly

word art photo May 2018

 

(personal photo & poem)

May 17, 2018

you’re beautiful

by Colly

cool dandelions poems

 

(personal photo & poem)

May 17, 2018

Faith, Creation and Creator

by pranabaxom

First posted on http://www.fleetingmuse.wordpress.com on May 15,2018

Rose is a rose
By any other name
Creator, not sanctioned by
One’s own faith
Why is not the same

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May 17, 2018

Sojourn

by Megha's World
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I’m picking scabs
pieces,
leftovers,
little-little tiny pieces
stuck here and there
slipped and
stuck between the cracks
trying hard to get to them
using my bony fingers, knuckles and
what not,
May 17, 2018

Why I breathe? ( Micro poetry)

by Megha's World

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I blog at Megha’s world

May 16, 2018

Ghosts on the beach

by The Cheesesellers Wife

Waves swishing over beaches
Bring remnants of ocean lives Continue reading

May 16, 2018

MY PHONE

by Bhavya Prabhakar, India

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It’s ringing

again and again

to coordinate

with the time.

 

The cords

have connected

the right connection

after a while.

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