July 21, 2021

Sunshine Bright (revisited) II

by Jem Croucher

Concluding the Jemverse ‘Summer 21’ series (10 of 10)

Dawning bright, I know you well
you are a friend of mine
Always welcome, never shunned
the warming bright sunshine
I smile upon your dazzling face
I squint into your glare
And always come alive a bit
whenever you are there

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July 20, 2021

A What We Know About The Insurrection Committee Limerick

by Joel Kravitz

Congressional Insurrection perps
Police Investigating Whether Lawmakers Gave Rioters Tour of Capitol Before Siege – The New York Times (nytimes.com)

First, this has taken too long to happen. Second, we can only hope that the committee will not be deterred from finding the TRUTH and holding those responsible accountable. Continue reading

July 20, 2021

The summer of me (revisited) II

by Jem Croucher

9 of 10 in the Jemverse ‘Summer 21’ series

When the morning air welcomes
From a night time that’s done
And the wind has died down
Giving warmth to the sun
And the sea’s a flat calm
Now the new day’s begun
The summer of me lives again

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July 19, 2021

Short Letter to a Self-Centered Dream That Wasted Much Time

by Frank Hubeny

Looking back I tried to do
the black cat things you teased me to.
Convinced that what you spoke was true
with night owl eyes I followed you.

You’re tongue-tied. Good, but I still thirst
and relish for a fresh sunburst.

Inspired by a prompt at Linda Kruschke’s Paint Chip challenge.

July 19, 2021

Encouraging the sun (revisited)

by Jem Croucher

8 of 10 in the Jemverse ‘Summer 21’ series

Fragile and fleeting
a delicate sun
Kissed a few flowers
and then it was done

Hiding behind
a dark wall of grey
It bid me farewell
and was gone for the day

But I wasn’t having
any of that
So I frantically waved
and bid it come back

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July 18, 2021

Anticipation (revisited)

by Jem Croucher

7 of 10 in the Jemverse series ‘Summer 21’

There are moments in soft summer days
when a whisper to the world
is all that’s needed when I wake
and the morning is unfurled

The sweet refrain of birdsong there
as the sunshine filters through
is enough for me to welcome
another day of something new

Anticipation breathes content
there’s a promise with the sun
and I venture out with purpose
as though my life had just begun

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July 17, 2021

Unforgotten Street

by Frank Hubeny

So unfamiliar, everything –
You’re sure we lived here years ago?
This trail goes where? I do not know,
but there are birds ahead who sing.
I’m wearing still your wedding ring.
Some unforgotten, busy street
should have a place where we can eat.
Then at a table with two chairs
we’ll tell each other all our cares
and taste the dreams that turned out sweet.


Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “street” to be used in a C line of a décima having rhyme patter ABBAACCDDC for this week’s Décima Poetry Challenge. Eugenia offers the word “unforgotten” for this week’s prompt.

July 17, 2021

Cusp of summer (revisited)

by Jem Croucher

6 of 10 in the Jemverse ‘Summer 21’ series

Smooth the sand ‘neath greying skies
The breeze it softly sings
As o’er the sea, the setting sun
A gathering it brings

Caught up in this, the ebbing tide
Back across the beach
And there, the cusp of summer
Just a little out of reach

Gentle waves in movement turn
With salt upon the air
The sunset fades and slips away
To night time waiting there.

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July 16, 2021

Golden…(revisited)

by Jem Croucher

5 of 10 in the Jemverse series ‘Summer 21’

Golden water on
Golden river
Golden shimmer on
Golden sea
Golden dawn on
Golden morning
Golden smiles on
Golden me

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July 15, 2021

Summer (revisited) II

by Jem Croucher

4 of 10 in the Jemverse ‘Summer 21’ series

Oaken tree tall, middle of field
Shading all from the sun’s heady yield
Shadow of evening, summer is here
Cobwebs have vanished, eyes are now clear
Long gone the cold that brought chill to the bone
Here now the sultriness smiling from home

Waxen soft thread in the new light of dawn
Shimmering there in the silvery morn
Seeing the first time Nature’s new child
Deep ‘cross the meadow and born with a smile
Hovering there o’er the blues and the golds
The treasure the wise ones have long known of old

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July 14, 2021

At the eve (revisited)

by Jem Croucher

3 of 10 in the Jemverse series ‘Summer 21’

At the eve of this day

I will lie back in lavender

And there will be evening sunshine

And a deep breath of contentment

And I will smile

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July 13, 2021

Goodness (revisited)

by Jem Croucher

2 of 10 in the Jemverse ‘Summer 21’ series

Sunrise over a sea-mist evening
Summer’s soft call now
The heat of day slip-slides away
Cool now upon my brow

Golden painted water glistens
And seagulls on the wing
Hover lazy, almost sleeping
As evening songbirds sing

This is a picture dreams are made of
Contented smiles attest
All one could hope for and as I am here
I am a man who’s blessed

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July 12, 2021

Blue (revisited)

by Jem Croucher
Blue in meadow, Summer green
Open window, Bright sunbeam
Weather warming, Yellow too
Sunshine beckons, Pastel hue
Grass grows longer, Green abounds
Flowers appearing, Summer sounds
Cold winds fading, Warmer breeze
Waves receding, Paddling seas
Beach huts open, Sandals out
Summer’s here, Without a doubt

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July 12, 2021

Baby Boomers Aren’t Gloom and Doomers -We Just Keep Moving and Grooving

by Joel Kravitz

Boomer Grooving

This picture is a perfect depiction of my generation and it inspired this poem.
Baby Boomers…Gloom and Doomers??????

How anyone would ever think it, I could never guess.
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July 11, 2021

Two Swans

by Jem Croucher
Two swans down by the waterside
of the River Ouse
as it flows north of Lewes
cold water there to use
Preening their white feathers
so pleasing to the eye
as on our way back to the car
Sal and I walk by

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July 10, 2021

Buckingham House

by Jem Croucher
As a boy I used to play here
inside the burnt out walls
playing hide n seek and other games
within its hallowed halls

Once we ventured to the basement
down dark and dusty stair
oblivious to danger
with innocence to dare

But now all these years later
it is a block of flats
although the outside walls remain
preserved and still intact

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July 10, 2021

Ubi Sunt

by Frank Hubeny

Long ago we studied here when it was still a place.
Your name I have forgotten, but I still can see your face.
And others, too, their words we heard. I hear them still today
with spring pizzazz and peachy smiles before we went away.


Linda Kruschke prompts us to write an “ubi sunt” (where are they?) poem this week for her Paint Chip Challenge.

July 9, 2021

The best I’ve known

by Jem Croucher
Back on the six-miler
in Sussex from my home
it's great to be up here again
the best walk I have known

And that is saying something
as many trails I've trod
several on the continent
and more on English sod

But it's always back to Sussex
which is hardly a surprise
as this is where my home is
where my heart truly lies

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July 8, 2021

Go

by Frank Hubeny

My soul’s a knotty network mess.
I know some demons have to go,
perhaps them all. I’d love to show
them to the door. I do confess
I chose this curse, but who could bless
me chained with guilt and justly bound?
They block my way. They’re all around.
“You’ve still one path to liberty:
Yes, faith in Jesus sets you free.”

And now no demons can be found.


Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “go” to be used in a B line of a décima having rhyme pattern ABBAACCDDC in this week’s Decima Poetry Challenge. Eugenia offers the word “network” for this week’s Thursday Prompt.

July 8, 2021

Pollinating

by Jem Croucher
A bumble bee for pollen
on my lavender today
the flowers are now at their best
so a cropping's on the way
Means the bumble bees
will have to find another source
but that won't be a problem
cos there's lots round here of course

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July 7, 2021

42

by Jem Croucher
Things have changed a little
here in Worthing over time
as there was no big wheel here
back in nineteen seventy-nine

Forty-two years passed since then
yet we two still are here
soulmates then and soulmates now
in our forty-second year

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July 6, 2021

A Resume of Shame Limerick 1.1

by Joel Kravitz

Trump treason
He is a criminal who must be brought to justice Continue reading

July 6, 2021

Hopeful

by Jem Croucher
A young chap perched upon the wall
looking fairly hopeful
and yet alas
there was the glass
twixt us and tasty mouthful

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July 6, 2021

Clap

by Frank Hubeny

We stand to cheer and gladly clap.
The King is riding to his throne.
Our enemies, defeated, groan.
They fall forever in their trap.

Now with the twilight’s final lap
deep darkness comes to insulate
those blinded by a mindless hate.
No shadows haunt our living Light.
No tears remain. That ancient night –
how short it was our need to wait.


Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “clap” to be used in an A rhyme of a décima having rhyme pattern ABBAACCDDC for this week’s Decima Poetry Challenge. Eugenia also offers the word “twilight” for this week’s prompt.

July 5, 2021

Wildflower

by Jem Croucher
Wildflowers in our garden
whilst not a meadow are
nonetheless quite lovely
if not spectacular
From little tiny daisies
to blue and purple there
with bright red in the background
there's little to compare

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July 4, 2021

A Fourth of July 2021 Limerick

by Joel Kravitz

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In the Declaration of Independence, our founding fathers made a statement that is the heart and soul of our great country, a statement that makes America the greatest country in the world – Continue reading

July 4, 2021

Jemaiku #1

by Jem Croucher
Syllabic sequence crafted
something that I love
for poetic syntax here
in verse to cherish
and to capture life's essence
in just a few words

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July 3, 2021

Three years…

by Jem Croucher
My birthday bonsai's ready
with its little seeds now sewn
the long haul now the waiting
as three years til it is grown
But I have plenty patience
and contented I will wait
watching as it prospers
and will then anticipate
what when 24 comes round
and sixty-five am I
my little tree will look like
from this my new bonsai

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