Posts tagged ‘change’

October 13, 2020

A nod to summer

by Jem Croucher

And though the darkness now appears
earlier each day
it’s good to see the summer lights
still twinkle here I’d say
For even though it’s cooler now
they speak of pleasure past
and keeps the memory intact
ensuring it will last

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October 12, 2020


by Jem Croucher

In the woods which my daughter
Called home for a while
Stands a structure quite tall
Full of mystery and guile
A treehouse built high
Now abandoned and sad
Though its stairs and its walls
With wood are still clad
But unfinished it lingers
Fenced off it its prime
Which is not all that far
I would say from a crime

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October 11, 2020

To the woods

by Jem Croucher

To the woods in the rain
To sit by the fire
And warm up my hands in the dry
The sound of the drops
As it hammered down lots
And the summer hurried on by

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October 10, 2020

Precious moments

by Jem Croucher

I sat outside and mourned the fact
That with us here north facing
The sunshine now has left us
For cooler winds more bracing

Yet still there is this pocket
And I’m thankful here for this
As with longer shadows growing
There remains this minor bliss

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October 1, 2020

Beginning II

by Jem Croucher

2 of 12 in the Jemverse ’12 months IV’ series

October arrives
and autumn is come
now the last day
of September is done
Days getting shorter
shadows are long
and though the sun stays
it’s not quite as strong

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May 31, 2020

Time passing

by Jem Croucher

So the sun sets on the month of May
and June is almost here
already we have seen pass by
not far off half a year
Unsure where that time has gone
it’s happened quite so fast
and life has changed dramatically
and looks quite set to last

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April 8, 2020


by HemmingPlay


Memory is the not-quite-living museum of our lives, and dusty.
You’re not sentenced to remain what you already are.
You may change, grow and split the hardened
carapace of a self that no longer fits,
and like the seven-year locust,
climb high into a tree and
claim your rebirth.
But first comes
mere courage
and risk.


February 8, 2020


by Jem Croucher

Every so often my soulmate and me
feel like a bit of a change
So oft with a plan
we’ll move things around
and the furniture we’ll rearrange

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October 7, 2019

Welcoming the gold

by Jem Croucher

There’s a nip in the air
but the door’s open wide
and I’ve yet to feel chill
when sitting inside

There’s still colour out there
and the green’s yet to fade
as though it was hoping
that summer had stayed

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October 1, 2019

First II

by Jem Croucher

2 of 12 in the Jemverse ’12 months III’ series

October is here
as autumn waits in the wings
and the greenery turns brown
leaves begin falling
for the underfoot crunching
into the face of winter

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September 30, 2019

September 30th

by Jem Croucher

The last day of September
Summer’s waxed and waned away
Yet with warmth still here around me
Autumn’s yet to have its say
There’s still time for shorts and t-shirts
and for sitting in the sun
for though the days are shorter
cooler times have yet to come
So, as a child of summer
Autumn days can bide their time
For I’m still happy in the sun
whilst it stays warm and fine

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September 19, 2019


by dokurtybitz


A choice that I made

It was supposed to be until the end

The one and



Abandoned amidst predictions

Now true,

Watching as life goes on for others

But not for me.

September Song Project

December 14, 2018


by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Second Chances
Do Overs

We Don’t Like
To Think Of Ourselves
As Cold
Or Judgmental

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November 8, 2018

Tri-Haiku IV (Change)

by Jem Croucher

And as winter comes
I am yellow with summer
Sunshine in my mind

But as summer fades
Yellow changes into blue
Winter takes a hold

And as my palette
paints here a changing picture
the canvas moves on

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November 5, 2018

Autumn Lovely

by Jem Croucher

Raining now and cooler
Autumn’s finally gotten hold
But there’s still a little warmth out there
and it’s not yet all that cold

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November 1, 2018

November II

by Jem Croucher

No. 3 of 12 in the Jemverse ’12 months II’ series

November and the brittle chill
settles on the land
Winter time has come to stay
felt by its colder hand

Eleventh of Gregorian
Chrysanthemum its flower
Topaz as its birthstone
to give the month its power

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October 29, 2018

The Circle II

by Jem Croucher

This time of day it changes
at each different time of year
Certain little nuances
as morning time draws near

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March 30, 2018

Farewell Poem for Kitchen

by Renwick Berchild

House empty, I’m in
the pilot light, an eye unblunk in the stove
that yawns, I remember,
the delicious and burnt feasts I cooked here
wearing only my drawers, small breasts
pulled down by gravity, water spurts that slashed
and sizzled nude skin, split carrots
that thundered in the quiet, in the dead of night
I’d cut chives, brew saffron,
steam would dry out my eyes I recall

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March 22, 2018

Happy World Poetry Day!: An Homage to Maya Angelou

by scatterednotebooks

I Will Try

So little do we value words
That lift and breathe and fly.
Some still use words that no one should.
Regardless, I will try.

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November 11, 2017


by HemmingPlay

It’s easy to see the beginnings of things,

not so easy to see the endings.

With eyes like cameras,

the silent guide

can tell you things

you will not believe.

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October 17, 2017

Nature’s evening slumber

by Jem Croucher

Upon the ground this time of year
the yellow, red and gold
A carpet of pure loveliness
from trees both young and old

Crunchy in the sunshine
fragrant in the rain
It always brings a certain cheer
when autumn comes again

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October 15, 2017

The Yellow

by Jem Croucher

Underneath the canopy
the yellow on the ground
the changing of the seasons
as autumn comes around

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September 15, 2017


by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

watercolor words
washing across
the white of an 8 1/2 by 11
piece of paper
changing it’s color to blue 

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July 17, 2017

Cutting the Apron Strings

by Angela Umphers Rueger

Nursing the hungry infant
Weaning from breast and bottle
Teaching the toddler to walk

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July 9, 2017


by markfahmy


Can a cigarette warm
the coldness of a soul
that stopped giving a damn
about it all?

Can a touch restore
the blood into the veins
of a body that’s been buried
under a million chains?

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July 2, 2017

A test of time

by Jem Croucher

Against the blue the old Town Hall
with yellow ochre walls
Declares aloud his history
from ageing hallowed halls
In Brighton now amidst the new
it stands aloof to change
Whilst all around the architects
make plans to rearrange

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May 23, 2017


by Angela Umphers Rueger

The ocean’s waves come quietly ashore,
Then disappear as quickly as they came.
No matter what the sand was like before,
When water leaves, it’s never quite the same.

February 26, 2017

Unclogging The Mind

by Tanya

There was this time
When I sat
Clogged with the thoughts
Of little things
That I did mind

That restless night
That uneasy mind
Took a toll
Over a lot
Of my precious time

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