Posts tagged ‘Friend’

September 23, 2019

Life a friend

by Jem Croucher

I went all the way to Liverpool
and sat in Derby Square
Victoria looked down on me
as I was sitting there
On my iPod rather fittingly
the Beatles played a song
about a girl called Eleanor
to which I hummed along
Appropriate to hear that
near to where the song was penned
fifty something years ago
familiar like a friend

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September 12, 2019

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by dokurtybitz

My circle is small,

He was the second I ever let in

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April 20, 2019

Revisiting a friend

by Jem Croucher

No.4 of 12 in the Jemverse series ‘Back to the sea’

There is no other sound quite like it
It is unique, it is sublime
Like a constant whisper out there
When it’s calm and weather’s fine

Or then when wind decides to blow
And storms come from the North
It is like a constant thunder
As the waves slam back and forth

It is a mystery to me
But it’s also like a friend
An ever-changing story
With no beginning and no end

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April 17, 2019

Revisiting a Pocketful of Pebbles

by Jem Croucher

1 of 12 in the Jemverse series ‘Back to the Sea’

I have a pocket full of pebbles
But some are no longer there
Weighty, they burn a hole and yet
Their tactile pleasure keeps them there. For a while.

My pebbles are selected well
I will see them and feel them and then
When I am sure that one is right
I will add it to the others where it becomes a friend.

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April 13, 2019

At one with the sea

by Jem Croucher

Came to the sea
at its beckon and call
Embraced by its welcoming arms
Knew solace and comfort
The promise it gave
that here I would come to no harm

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June 23, 2018

Joy to share

by Jem Croucher

Glint on water
Sea of blue
You’re just like a friend I knew

Oft I came
sat for a while
That friend knew how to make me smile

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June 7, 2018

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by dokurtybitz

I want to fill you

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May 11, 2018

Return of a friend

by Jem Croucher

And in the clouds I saw yellow
knew it was the sun
and from the warmth that I felt
knew that summer had come
And from the scent in the air
of freshly mown grass
knew my friend had returned
to stay at long last

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February 17, 2018

The stranger came…

by Jem Croucher

The sunshine came and visited
today for just a while
Somewhat like a stranger
but gave us cause to smile

With the year that’s still quite young
her warmth has yet to grow
But Spring is not that far away
and will soon be here you know

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February 12, 2018

Basil’s Story

by Jem Croucher

I’m old and I’m senile
and my hearing has gone
I’ve seen fifteen years
and this is my song

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February 11, 2018

Obi’s Story

by Jem Croucher

There was a leaf and I barked
and a plastic bag
and something that moved
so I gave it a wag

There were birds and squirrels
and cats with strange tails
and foxes and slugs
and bees and yes, snails

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November 3, 2017

Candlelit Candle – form poetry

by Colly

Image, Shutterstock

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September 17, 2017

Summer’s End

by Jem Croucher

I’m told that come September
England’s summer’s at an end
But I’m not ready yet, I’ll tell you
To say goodbye to my good friend
And I’m pretty sure the sunshine
Is having none of that
As the heat I felt at lunchtime
Made it clear where it was at

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August 24, 2017

My Friend and Her Anxiety

by Renwick Berchild

Over and over on a Ferris wheel, she will not come down,
have her meal, will not admit that she is afraid
that the contraption revolving around her heart may one day die.

She’d rather sit there, all hours, observe the heights
and the tops of towers, reach her fingertips up as she drops
to brush the illusions, feel the felt and wool of a god’s eyelash
she dreamt of the night before.

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August 7, 2017

HAIKU: IF YOU WANT A FRIEND

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

If  you want a friend

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June 25, 2017

The green and the grey

by Jem Croucher

The prevailing Sou’Westerly’s blowing quite hard
with white horses out there today
Its cooler but the view from the beach
is great with the green and the grey

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June 5, 2017

Reunion

by Frank Hubeny

When bonds were freshly made
Before the internet
Another lover got between
The two as one, no longer seen
As one with much regret.

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May 18, 2017

Allure

by Jem Croucher

The allure of the ocean
calls often to me
whenever I’m taken
away from the sea
So I have to return
as one does for a friend
as its magic and beauty
has no limit or end

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April 22, 2017

Sunshine III

by Jem Croucher

Sunshine is my solace
and a tonic for my soul
It reminds me who I really am
and helps to keep me whole

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March 27, 2017

The Monster’s Return

by Frank Hubeny

My little daughter goes to sleep.
I hope that monster doesn’t creep
Back to her bed to say, “Hello!”
She tells me that it’s wicked, though.

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February 24, 2017

Surfcall

by Jem Croucher

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Sun on water
Surf a flat white
The beach as ever
A wonderful sight
Wavelets turning
Watch them fall
The sea in movement
With its call

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December 22, 2016

The poet’s dog

by Jem Croucher

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Curled up in a ball
and sleeping as I write
My faithful hound called ‘Obi’
is a lovely sight

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December 19, 2016

The voice of the ocean

by Jem Croucher

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Once again as it has
throughout all these years
the voice of the ocean
came to dry all my tears

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July 21, 2016

My ‘ever there’ friend

by Jem Croucher

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Took a long look at the sea today
made up my mind there and then
For it’s been way too long since I visited
my dear ‘ever there’ special friend

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May 13, 2016

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by dokurtybitz

What do you do
When the world falls
Apart,
From your place
On the side-lines?

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April 18, 2016

Obi (paws for thought)

by Jem Croucher

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Obi (pronounced “Ohbee”)
has been with us for a year
He’s a little brown jack-russell
and he’s brought us lots of cheer
We’ve had him since he was a pup
all plump and paws and ears
And like our older dog we hope
that he will stay for many years

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April 11, 2016

Missing Meadows

by Scott Andrew Bailey

Intent on life’s path
We do not see the meadow’s
Beauty all around

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March 30, 2016

Winter Sparrows

by Scott Andrew Bailey

A cold winter falls
Sparrows huddle and shiver
Hunger befriends them

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