Posts tagged ‘writing poetry’

November 20, 2017

Squirrel II

by Jem Croucher

I met a little squirrel
in St James’ park today
He stopped and looked straight up at me
I think, as if to say
That if I were to be so kind
A little titbit please
‘For I’m find it quite hard
to find my nuts amongst the leaves’

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November 19, 2017

The small hours

by Jem Croucher

Five a.m. It’s very quiet
not a sound here to be heard
Just the ticking of the mantle clock
and an early morning bird

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November 18, 2017

“A warm smile is one beyond compare”

by Harry

Submitted by zaroffpoetry

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Can i count on you to call me home
black sparrow

you don’t really know someone until you make their toes curl

pulling their head back
with hair
Cumming in them
biting their
tender
bottom lip
tasting their saliva
while they quiver
around your epidermis

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November 18, 2017

Between Us

by Harry

Submitted by Christine Magee

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I need you now
yet the air between us
is so crammed with silence
that my words
cannot find their way
to your ears
we cannot kiss
with a moon separating us

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November 18, 2017

Slumber

by Jem Croucher

The candle and the music
of an evening warm inside
Slumber slowly beckons
as the day and night collide
And as my pen finds solace
with a verse to capture this
with music an encouragement
I slip away to bliss

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November 17, 2017

Adventure Planning

by Jem Croucher

Around about this time of year
my brother Dave and me
Take maps and pens and paper
to our local hostelry
And there we’ll plan adventures
whilst sharing a fine ale
Recalling all we’ve had before
with memories to regale

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November 16, 2017

The Gift

by Harry

Submitted by Claire Carroll
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The gift my parents accepted on my behalf
was a gift not of my choosing

The gift, a result of years of indoctrination
Was a gift worth losing.

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November 16, 2017

November Day

by Harry

Peter M Burns
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November Day.
No worries:
Just shoot the breeze
In convivial companionship with
Autumnal liberated leaves
Protecting scavenging hungry mice
From mouths that seek to feed upon them
As they scurry to and fro.

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November 16, 2017

James Brindley

by Jem Croucher

James Brindley was an engineer
born seventeen seventy-two
Who later, when he’d qualified
canals and water knew
He designed many aqueducts
and tunnels through the rocks
along with single traffic gates
in narrow water locks

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November 15, 2017

The Tap & Spile

by Jem Croucher

Mirrored lights reflected
in the water here at night
The mystery is magical
and a captivating sight

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November 14, 2017

Poppies

by Harry

Submitted by Christine Magee

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I moved with her in her shadow,
always running behind,
keeping in perfect step with her mood
and trying to usher her out into daylight
so that I could gather poppies in the sun.
If I succeeded, I was invited to dance
and we’d twirl round and around.
I’d throw back my head
as I burst into her laughter,
weaving in and out of her displeasure
and leaping onto the pages of her good books.

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November 14, 2017

Five for Fall

by Harry

Submitted by wayne scheer

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Autumn
Nature’s piñata
Leaves scattered like candy.

Autumn
Jackson Pollack dabbing colour
On a drab canvas.

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November 14, 2017

Change of Seasons; Change of Heart

by Harry

Submitted by Adrian King

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With the falling leaves
Did his ambitions reign high
But end soon appeared.

Down came silent snow.
Christmas season had arrived
Yet gifts brought no joy.

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November 14, 2017

A colourful story

by Jem Croucher

Colourfully painted
they have seen many days
Sitting next to smokestacks
on England’s waterways
Functional yet lovely
water for the boat
Keeping engines running
flotilla here afloat

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November 13, 2017

Slowly

by Jem Croucher

Reflected in the water
Tower blocks in the sun
On the Worcester and the Birmingham
canal, which is quite fun
A peaceful little wander
Present blending with the past
where pace is somewhat slower
that the city where it’s fast

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November 12, 2017

Gas Street Basin

by Jem Croucher

The Gas Street Basin barges
look lovely in a line
Here in the heart of Birmingham
peaceful and sublime

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November 11, 2017

Flowering Sage

by Jem Croucher

Whilst most now it’s November
has died and gone away
Flowering sage remains and
brightens up this Saturday

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November 10, 2017

At Home

by Jem Croucher

Part 6 of 6 in the Jemverse ‘At Home’ series

At home this little series
concludes today when I
get back there from the Midlands
late this evening, by and by
Still a few hours travelling
but the further south I go
the closer home it takes me
which is wonderful to know

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November 9, 2017

Shoreham

by Jem Croucher

Part 5 of 6 in the Jemverse ‘At Home’ series

At home for me is Shoreham
by the sea down Sussex way
Nestled underneath the Downs
in a wide sweeping bay

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November 8, 2017

Galaxy

by jaybluepoems

Artist's concept of exoplanet orbiting Fomalhaut

Be still sweet love, my heart be thine,
yet in this breaking moment trips,
for here suspended ‘midst the stars
are hidden dreams in furrowed rifts.

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November 8, 2017

Heart

by Jem Croucher

Part 4 of 6 in the Jemverse ‘At Home’ series

At home is where I’ll always
feel contentment with some pride
For this is where the heart is
as the saying goes, implied

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November 7, 2017

Wasted Potential

by Harry

Submitted by Tom Higgins
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He worked for years
And he worked very hard
He went to the clock
And he punched his card.
He sold his life
By the hour
To the guy
In the Ivory tower.
Then came the day
When he could see
The way that life
Was meant to be.

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November 7, 2017

BLAZING FLIGHT

by Harry

Submitted by Joanna M. Weston

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the phoenix lies
in feathered ashes
swallows embers
that light her throat
with weary flame

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November 7, 2017

Garden

by Jem Croucher

Part 3 of 6 in the Jemverse ‘At Home’ series

At home we have a garden
It brings us lots of cheer
It’s nice to simply look at
at any time of year

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November 5, 2017

Birmingham

by Jem Croucher

Part 1 of 6 in the Jemverse ‘At Home’ series

At home on a Sunday
is where I’d rather be
But I’m travelling to Birmingham
a long way from the sea
Five hours on a railway train
to reach my destination
with a good book and some music
to ease my consternation

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November 4, 2017

Beauty Everywhere

by Jem Croucher

Sun shines bright on Llanishen
which with a leaf here from my book
You can find beauty anywhere
if you just take a look

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November 3, 2017

roadland

by Harry

Submitted by riverzeal

Website: http://mudlines.wordpress.com

I met a man the other day
He said his name was Hemingway
Just another soul to stray
To try to read and stack away

I once worked as a servant
Nervous weren’t working merchants
So I quit and fell earnest hungry
Introverted in, in, into the current

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November 3, 2017

To the Sea

by Jem Croucher

Morning over Cardiff
Looking to the sea
Across the city landscape
It’s beckoning to me

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