Posts tagged ‘poet’s corner’

July 16, 2018

What the summer’s for

by Jem Croucher

There’s a lone kite surfer
out on the seas
dancing on waves
in an easterly breeze
The tide’s on the turn
and is going out now
but the sun is still strong
and warm on my brow

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July 15, 2018

Mr Brown and the bees

by Jem Croucher

Mr Brown (not his name)
just a name that we gave
has a hive in his hut
which he’s trying to save
A man with a pole
and a spray and a hat
came and prodded about
and it seemed that was that

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July 14, 2018

Horse in the water

by Jem Croucher

Horse on the beach
with his hooves in the water
Well, why not, I thought
in this weather he oughta
‘Cos if people can paddle
then why not a horse
No reason to think of
and just right of course

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July 13, 2018

Fortunate Fellow

by Jem Croucher

There’s a little dog barking
just in the sea
the gentle waves lapping
as he runs around free
People are paddling
and all having fun
Enjoying the warmth
of the full evening sun

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July 12, 2018

My Place

by Jem Croucher

Can I just say, yes one more time
‘This is my favourite place’
As you’ll not find me here
without a smile upon my face

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July 11, 2018

Magnificent III

by Jem Croucher

Between the posts, the sea
the water calm and blue
The bench, a perfect place
to sit and watch the view

And, truth be told, this place
for just a moment spent
with gentle summer breeze
is quite magnificent

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July 9, 2018

Time after time

by Jem Croucher

Yes, I know I have written
many times in the past
of this beach and the sea
and it won’t be my last
For this place here in Sussex
I will gravitate to
whenever I can
Well you would, wouldn’t you?

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July 8, 2018

Me and the seagulls

by Jem Croucher

On the beach here on my day
the best place to be
Outside the beach hut
beside the blue sea
Sou’ Westerly blowing
Waves green and blue
White horses leaping
with surf as they do

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July 7, 2018

39

by Jem Croucher

Back in nineteen seventy-nine
all those years ago
With me in white, my bride in blue
we walked in sunshine slow
A promise made, sealed with a kiss
the entourage they laughed
and in that moment, with applauds
we were wed at last

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July 6, 2018

Long weekends

by Jem Croucher

The welcome of the long weekend
when sun is shining
And, with coffee in hand
I smile to the day and
realise that I am not working

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July 5, 2018

I awake to waves

by Harry

Submitted by thaharbor

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I awake to waves colliding into bleached sands as they sizzle across the seemingly-endless coastline

Waves that are a deep blue, yet also transparent; waters that appear to be pure, but are found to be brine

Its spray weaves within the wind, a mist that grazes over the beach and onto the tops of my exposed feet

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July 5, 2018

To the river

by Jem Croucher

There are steps to the water
and I don’t know why
Something with meaning
in times now passed by

Perhaps for a boatman
to access his craft
For trade on the river
to board fore and aft

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July 4, 2018

New Day

by Jem Croucher

In the sunshine
with coffee at the dawn of a day
One of the best ways
to start I would say

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July 3, 2018

Peace

by Jem Croucher

At Kew by the water
The Thames is quite low
It’s still early morning
and the river is slow
Time for respite
and peace by the trees
with only the sound
of birds in the leaves

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July 2, 2018

Little boat bobbing

by Jem Croucher

There’s a little boat bobbing
on the waves just out there
Alone in the water
its white hull a-glare
Catching the sun as
it catches the sea
Glinting like diamonds
quite brilliantly

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July 1, 2018

Twelve months seven

by Jem Croucher

No. 12 of 12 in the Jemverse “Twelve months’ series

Delphinium Larkspur
climbs to the sky
in the bright sun
on the first of July

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June 30, 2018

Haven

by Jem Croucher

On the beach with its stones
I am often alone
But I’m not far from home
so I quite often come

It has peace to condone
Free from hassle and phone
And it’s not far from home
so I quite often come

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June 29, 2018

Laughing

by Jem Croucher

The bigger the waves
the louder my shout becomes
Laughing on the shore

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June 28, 2018

Open House

by Jem Croucher

We had an open house this year
Adur Arts in June
Three weekends with Sally’s glass
displayed in the front room

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June 27, 2018

Poetry comes alive

by Jem Croucher

Midnight petrichor
the earth brings me to her and
night time takes me there

Sometimes my best words
come in the small hours
when I should be deep in slumber

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June 26, 2018

Oasis

by Jem Croucher

Sat in St Nicholas’ churchyard
high up on the hill
overlooking Brighton
with all around me still

Sipped a bold, strong coffee
the sunshine breaking through
with history around me
which from my past I knew

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June 25, 2018

With inspiration here

by Jem Croucher

I write with words that always come
formed into lines until I’m done
A synergy that’s oft begun
with inspiration here

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June 24, 2018

Night and day

by Jem Croucher

Neath crimson sky
I whiled away
the embers of a golden day

Neath golden sky
I bid adieu
to night time and a morning new

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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 22, 2018

Digging Weeds

by Jem Croucher

Digging weeds
is hard and hot
and our allotment
has a lot
But it’s rewarding
when we see
things we’ve planted
growing free

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June 21, 2018

Letting go

by Jem Croucher

I have words in my hand
which I keep small
secretive, in case they fall

But sometimes when
the pace is slow
I’ll open up and let them go

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June 20, 2018

There for me

by Jem Croucher

Down on the beach
with lapping waves
the sea is always
there to save
It is my solace
yes, my gain
Graceful comfort
free from shame
A comfort blanket
wide and free
and ever always
there for me

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June 19, 2018

Life Music

by Jem Croucher

Quite often then
my eyes will dance
‘tho my feet
are slower there
For there is music
all around
in life most
everywhere

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