Archive for ‘Jeremy’

January 20, 2018

Brilliant

by Jem Croucher

The glare was quite brilliant
from the bridge with the blue
and the sunshine so bright
that it looked almost new
The river was brimming
the tide really high
with soft wavelets lapping
as I wandered by

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January 19, 2018

Of lions and gulls

by Jem Croucher

In Portsmouth the lions
outside the Guild Hall
sit patiently waiting
and watch over all

They can never of course
leave their posts as that would
disciplinary matters
be as they should

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January 18, 2018

Nesting

by Jem Croucher

In the barren forsythia a house has appeared
built by an industrious sparrow
with twigs, grass and straw a nest has been made
between the branches narrow

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January 17, 2018

Walkies

by Jem Croucher

I think my favourite time of day
is evening, as that’s when
the tall one comes and takes me out
for walkies now and then

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January 16, 2018

Words about Seagulls

by Jem Croucher

I have written of seagulls
(Well, I would, wouldn’t I?)
As, living in Sussex
you’ll oft hear their cry

They’re as much of a part
of a life by the coast
as the people who live here
The sea playing host

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January 15, 2018

The Seagull Serenade (reprise)

by Jem Croucher

6 of 6 in the Jemverse ‘Seagull’ series

Alone on dampened shingle
The taste of salt around my mouth
I stand braced against a rising wind
And gaze out to the south

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January 14, 2018

Seagulls, the sea and a song (reprise)

by Jem Croucher

5 of 6 in the Jemverse ‘Seagulls’ series

Alone on the shingle
Salt in my mouth
Braced against wind
Looking to South
Out there in the green
Waves rise and fall
As I listen again
To familiar call
A song just for me
The swoop and the cry
The sea and its music
As seagulls fly by

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January 13, 2018

Riding with Seagulls (reprise)

by Jem Croucher

4 of 6 in the Jemverse ‘Seagulls’ series

I’m riding with seagulls
down here on the beach
as they fly alongside me
just out of reach
It’s like swimming with dolphins
just as wonderful and
the only change is that
I’m still on the land

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January 12, 2018

The Seagull’s Cry (reprise)

by Jem Croucher

3 of 6 in the Jemverse ‘Seagulls’ series

The seagulls’ cry
synonymous
of living by the sea

A thing of which
I’ll never tire
for it is a part of me

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January 11, 2018

Seagulls Passing (reprise)

by Jem Croucher

2 of 6 in the Jemverse ‘Seagulls’ series

Sitting in the sunshine
by the river at high tide
A seagull came and perched
on the railings by my side
We had a little chat
as it seemed the thing to do
Passing a few pleasantries
before away he flew

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January 10, 2018

Bob Marley Seagull (reprise)

by Jem Croucher

1 of 6 in the Jemverse ‘Seagulls’ series

It was raining in Brighton
and, strolling back to the car
parked there in Ann Street
from the centre, not far
We paused to admire
on the wall, ‘cross the way
some graffiti scrawled quickly
but with something to say

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January 9, 2018

Broken Breakwater

by Jem Croucher

Progress and safety and
longshore drift
have taken their toll
with budget and thrift
So, rare the breakwater
today you will find
Most hidden away
to low water confined

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January 8, 2018

Pleasure to bring

by Jem Croucher

Went for a walk
in the town where I live
It’s still got attraction
and plenty to give

And I sill get a buzz
when I’m walking down here
It brings a warm feeling
and plenty of cheer

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January 7, 2018

It’s a gull’s life

by Jem Croucher

“So, this wall in the sun
makes a great place to view
this town where we live
don’t you think, just us two?”

“You’re not wrong my friend
it’s a great place to be
down here by the river
not far from the sea”

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January 6, 2018

Pixelated Smile

by Jem Croucher

On Rose Hill Close in Brighton
on the corner by the wall
A pixelated smiley face
colourful but small
we spied as we were waiting
for the traffic lights to change
Not something you see every day
it really was quite strange

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January 5, 2018

At Twilight…

by Jem Croucher

Two figures on a darkened shore
down by the glistening sand
Out there in the distance
walking hand in hand

This is a time for lovers
with a new moon in the sky
As, on a turning tide, the waves
whisper with a sigh

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January 4, 2018

Someone said it’s Thursday

by Jem Croucher

Someone said it’s Thursday
Well that’s just fine by me
‘Cos it means I’ve still got several days
in actuality
And Christmas is notorious
for loosing track of time
I’ve no idea what hour it is
But really, that’s just fine

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January 3, 2018

To grin or not to grin

by Jem Croucher

And there out to the distant West
Gold fades across the sea
As twilight swiftly passes
and the night time comes to me

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January 2, 2018

Silhouette

by Jem Croucher

At twilight down on Shoreham Beach
When the light is fading fast
And the whisper of the turning tide
Is dark as we walk past

The rising moon out to the East
Glistens on wet sand
Bright just like the sunshine
In the shadows where we stand

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January 1, 2018

Twelve months one

by Jem Croucher

No. 6 of 12 in the Jemverse ‘Twelve Months’ series


Delicate, I bow my head
To the first day of the year
And give to it my blessing
For happiness and cheer

Twenty eighteen, here at last
January one
I bring a snowdrop promise
To the year that’s just begun

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December 31, 2017

Last day tanka

by Jem Croucher

Twenty seventeen
And with Auld Lang Syne tonight
For sake of old times
We’ll take a cup of kindness
Old acquaintances renewed

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December 30, 2017

Goative Greetings

by Jem Croucher

Goat jumped up the fence at me
At Tulley’s Farm today
Bleated out a greeting
Polite, as if to say
‘Good day to you, I’m very pleased
‘You took the time to come
‘And say hello to me today
‘It’s really rather fun’

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December 29, 2017

There was gold…

by Jem Croucher

There was gold on the horizon
Out there across the sea
As we drove back into Shoreham
My soulmate, Sal and me
It filled the sky above us
With clouds tinged pink and bright
Heralding a promise
As we’re told to bring delight

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December 28, 2017

Bing was not in Sussex

by Jem Croucher

Bing was certainly not in Sussex
when he sang his famous song
As a white Christmas here
was so far back, so long
that I can scarce remember it
So many years ago
When we enjoyed in Sussex
a little Christmas snow

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December 27, 2017

Austerity (another casualty)

by Jem Croucher

The Rising Sun at Beeding
is closed and shuttered now
But the stained glass sign outside still hangs
with dignity somehow

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December 26, 2017

Lichen Green

by Jem Croucher

And along these brittle winter trails
with barren branches here
The green reminds as lichen still
retains a festive cheer

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December 25, 2017

A soliloquy for Christmas

by Jem Croucher

A soliloquy for Christmas
with a little introspection
Thinking of the year that’s been
in pensive contemplation
And looking forward to the next
anticipation growing
For all the promise that’s in store
A smile, as I’ve the knowing

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December 24, 2017

A Christmas Eve walk

by Jem Croucher

The day of the eve before Christmas
and all of us out for a walk
Taking in Sussex, the river and downs
for a jolly good laugh and a talk

Conversing about the things we have done
whilst out in the fair countryside
Dusting off cobwebs, eight miles or so
Family and friends to confide

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