December 14, 2020
by Jem Croucher
Mesmorised here
I stand in wonder
with bated breath waiting
Lost in a temporary pause
as momentum gathers
for a true measure
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November 20, 2020
by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm
Autumn Is Ending
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November 20, 2020
by thereluctantpoet
By Charles Robert Lindholm
the wind waged war
with it’s ally the rain
the battlefields
were littered with
the leaves of autumn
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November 19, 2020
by Jem Croucher
It was quite damp in Obi’s field
near Ashurst, Sunday last
the rain came down like stair rods
and the sky was overcast
the ground was rather sodden
more marshland than a field
the penalty for being
in the flat of Sussex Weald
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November 1, 2020
by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm
Autumn Is Ending
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October 11, 2020
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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August 24, 2020
by Jem Croucher
The sky cried today
but it’s been a long while
as for quite some time now
it’s been having a smile
with sunshine each day
for cheeriness here
blues skies and warmth
with days fine and clear
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August 18, 2020
by Jem Croucher
I’m hoping for a little rain
to cool me down in this
something I always welcome
as for me the heat is bliss
But it has been relentless
as in England unprepared
the infrastructure fails
so no-one here is spared
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July 8, 2020
by Jem Croucher
It’s miserable out there
so I think today I’ll stay
cosy here inside my home
and simply have a play
The wind is blowing boisterous
and the sky is full of rain
But it’s summer and July so
the sun will come again
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April 15, 2020
by dokurtybitz
Leperous limbs
Reaching towards the
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March 25, 2020
by dokurtybitz
Stream clattering down,
Metallic plinks
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December 12, 2019
by Jem Croucher
In was raining down in Shoreham
and in Sussex as we passed
with rain up into Surrey
by its leave but never asked
It was pouring down in London
with umbrellas everywhere
and as we headed northward
there was no let up there
There was rain in the Home Counties
and very wet outside
and rain into Northamptonshire
as if the world had cried
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December 4, 2019
by Jem Croucher
It rained and it rained
and it rained and it rained
and then it just kept on raining
But although we got wet
‘most all of the time
there was seldom any complaining
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November 15, 2019
by Jem Croucher

Bramber castle in the rain
just as dusk was falling
walking in the muddy moat
as the night came calling
The tower was quite ethereal
with moonlight shadow cast
An image we’ll remember
as a memory to last
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October 18, 2019
by Jem Croucher
10 of 12 in the Jemverse ‘October’ series
With rain today October dawned
Autumn’s finally here
but I’m grateful for the summer
which has brought us lots of cheer
Colder now the sun has gone
The green though still remains
The memory has yet to fade
The warmth still in my veins
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September 28, 2019
by Jem Croucher

It’s weather for the ducks up here
in Nottingham today
Been raining hard since Sussex
as to here I’ve made my way
And though cats and dogs may feature
it’s the ducks I’ll mention now
as they don’t seem to mind a bit
and enjoy it here somehow
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September 22, 2019
by The Cheesesellers Wife
Here on the moor
Rain closes you down
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August 21, 2019
by Jem Croucher
This year we decided
not to travel to sun
but enjoy it at home for a change
But perhaps that decision
now with some derision
with hindsight, we should rearrange
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June 27, 2019
by Jem Croucher

This time last year
we were spoilt that’s for sure
As the sunshine it came
and the temperatures soared
But this year it seems
we’ve returned to the fray
For June in full swing
sees rain every day
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April 18, 2019
by Colly

Grow flower – live.
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March 27, 2019
by Colly
clip-art photo

Pg. 1-2
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December 3, 2018
by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm
Autumn Is Ending
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October 1, 2018
by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm
Wildflowers Withering
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September 23, 2018
by Jem Croucher

Soft, warm and gentle
getting wet doesn’t matter
as the water falls
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September 22, 2018
by Jem Croucher

Soft pitter patter
Summer rain falls from the sky
Fragrant petrichor
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July 6, 2018
by Nick Anthony
Why don’t you come back?
The day is not yet dawning,
The sun has yet to start shining,
And as far as I’m concerned,
There’s no evidence it ever will.
So why not come back to bed?
Why don’t you come back?
Dark grey clouds still cover the sky
Which has been sobbing since yesterday,
And shows no sign of stopping soon.
Mother Nature is under the weather,
So why not call in sick today?
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May 25, 2018
by Renwick Berchild
The night holds weapons, battlements, arms
how fat it grows, full and strong, with the wooly
thickness of a coat, and the deepness of a well;
down, down, down we both go, holding hands
with exhales flaring up, hot flotsam on the sea.
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May 19, 2018
by dokurtybitz
The night is wet and noisy,
Clammy hands cradle me
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