Posts tagged ‘words’

May 22, 2022

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May 17, 2022

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April 27, 2022

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April 24, 2022

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April 17, 2022

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April 13, 2022

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April 8, 2022

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April 7, 2022

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February 24, 2022

Like a friend II

by Jem Croucher
Many times in these hours
I have fine honed my craft
some say I am mad
and others I'm daft
but this edge before morning
this whispering time
is perfect for me
for writing a line
when the words like a river
flow from my pen
and the poet embraces
them each like a friend

February 22, 2022

Twosday

by Jem Croucher
It's 'twos day' here a play on words
but rightful when you think
of all the 'twos' that on this day
pass by in just a blink
Twenty-second of the second
month in twenty-two
and falling on a Tuesday
so it seemed the thing to do

November 14, 2021

The found to the seeker

by Jem Croucher
I looked and I found
the word that was lost
and despite everything
it was worth all the cost
for this word is the essence
the 'je ne sais quoi'
the one with a nod
you will say an 'aha'
and with kindred spirit
agree here with me
the word was worth finding
quite wholeheartedly

November 11, 2021

Sometimes the words

by Jem Croucher
Still and November and grey yet quite warm
to the beach I ventured today
and alone on the shingle with my good friend the sea
stood there with something to say

But the words being stubborn just wouldn't come
so I stood and looked out to the grey
and as high tide turned tail and never looked back
still silent I went back to my day

Sometimes the moments they come and they go
some seized for the moment, some not
and though a beach is a good place to be with no words
it's enough to be calm with one's lot

October 23, 2021

I’ve been writing

by Jem Croucher
I've been writing now for ages
my pen just can't keep still
and I'm certain that will be the case
for more years yet until
I've lost the plot entirely
and the words, dried up, are done
(I'll rue the day) but then accept
that day has finally come

But I'm pleased to say for now at least
I still write every day
as life it still continues
and has plenty more to say
So that's what I use my words for
to paint the life I see
in all its many nuances
as it evolves 'round me

September 16, 2021

I STRUGGLE TO WRITE IN CURSIVE

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

A Simple
Thoughtless
And Automatic Act
When I Was Young
But Not Now
The Years
And Tears
Have Changed That

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August 3, 2021

Nightwrite II

by Jem Croucher
I couldn't sleep
so wrote instead
to get the words
out from my head
The night was hot
the air was still
and slumber failed
completely 'til
the early hours
and cooler times
when I had written
all my lines

July 24, 2021

#2 POETRY = REDUX

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

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July 22, 2021

#1 POETRY = REDUX

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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

June 27, 2021

Something Jack said

by Jem Croucher
"Are you still writing each day"
Jack said and I grinned
for when wouldn't I
like the blow of the wind
For winds are like breathing
I need them to live
and craft them to lines
the syntax to give
The writing my solace
my 'raison d'être'
and the rest you all know
with my poems right there

June 11, 2021

New book, nice pen

by Jem Croucher
I have a new book
to write poems in
it'll last me three months or so
as I scribble away
writing words by the day
to capture what life has to show

And I have a nice pen
which does well for me
so I ensure I have refills to spare
as although contribution
it's no substitution
to write with a pen without care

May 26, 2021

Painting Poetry

by Jem Croucher
The poet wrote a poem
to capture what he saw
just a few lines of simple verse
to have and hold in store

As there will be those moments
when as Wordsworth said
vacant or a pensive mood
will be the thing instead

And then there is the pleasure
to recollect those lines
and rekindle just a little
of the moment and these times

April 20, 2021

The forbidden word

by Jem Croucher

Yes I know it’s a word

which for me’s rarely hidden

yet as I use it so much

my wife has forbidden

But I really can’t help it

so here as a poet

I’ll resist but I’m tempted

so much, don’t you know it!

March 31, 2021

Place to rhyme

by Jem Croucher

My best words it seems flow freely

when the small hours take a hold

when everything is quiet

and my pen does what it’s told

Relays the words I want to say

about the things I’ve done

about what I am feeling

when I’m happy or I’m glum

December 16, 2020

Poem found

by Jem Croucher

I found a good word
which would make a good start
at the front of a poem
of which it was part

So I placed it right there
and thought of the rest
and the spaces they’d fill
where they’d look their best

And when it was done
and the order was sound
I read the words back
of the poem I’d found

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December 1, 2020

HER WORDS DANCED

by thereluctantpoet

A TRIBUTE TO MAYA ANGELOU
By Charles Robert Lindholm

Her Words Danced
Off The Page
And Made My
Heart Sing

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December 1, 2020

THE MAGIC OF OUR SONG

by thereluctantpoet

THE MAGIC OF OUR SONG
THE MAGIC OF OUR SONG
By Charles Robert Lindholm


I Was Drawn
Back Into Childhood Memories
As I Listened To The Wind
Whispering Through The Trees

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November 26, 2020

A PRICELESS GIFT

by thereluctantpoet

A PRICELESS GIFT
By Charles Robert Lindholm

The applause of the world
dies away
and is forgotten

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October 28, 2020

ALLITERATION ATTACK

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

My Words
Will Always
Want To,
Play
Around

With Rhythms
And Rhymes
And Meaningful
Lines

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