As Trump prototype walls are assessed and my back garden wall remains work in progress, penned this little poem....

Brick by Brick

 I got some bricks, cement and sand

With water, trowel, a plotting line.

Thought of how to turn my hand

To leave a symbol of something fine.

I had my patch, could build so tall,

Keep to myself my piece of space.

I could build a monstrous wa...

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As the year moves ever closer to it’s end,
I wish to call out to each and every friend,
to say I wish them all peace and goodwill,
with plenty to eat & even some wine to spill.

The greatest gift I could wish to see for us all,
would be peace and love forever, so that we’d recall,
it started one Christmas and was then always adored,
I believe if we share goodwill we never would be bored.

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So I guess that they've imprisoned us into this predetermined preposition 

When the truth is there so blatantly but we can't help but not to listen 

Because ignorance is bliss so we'll stay blissfully unaware 

As to the GMO's in all our food and the geo engineering in the air 

I suppose we'll go organic and refuse the water from the tap 

What about the metals likened to a subtle che...

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To discern

                our place

To commune

To see

                beyond our close shadow of death

To focus

                my poet mind

I need direction

                a qibla

Or some beads to tell

                to take refuge from my life:

A candle flame

Only the candle

Flame

Flickering.

A journey into quietude

                begins

Int...

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What is that glint

                as the sod breaks and crumbles:

a sparkling hint

                of discovery

                as I dig the dusty summer soil?

This old garden has gained lost treasures

                of man, woman and child for centuries -

                What lies uncovered?

Teased from the clod

                I find a tiny glass heart and this ...

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Shutters.

Winter has come, the day is cold.

The ‘day’; now only night and depression come in for a close.

He sits these 81 and alone.

“When will the sun return?” he says as he loathes.

“Why must the sun not here for me?” weekend by old withered bones.

Battered and broken, he fears what’s to come.

The shutters bang in the wind, he fears no more.

Filled with sombe...

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From the land of the wall wishing brave, 

where braves are no longer welcome,

or this, our island of explorers 

who now wish these sea shores were 

fringed with endless rows of closed doors,

have migrated many mantras of woe

fired forth from the business of diplomatic show.

And so, below the same stars 

beneath which some mothers starve 

- but not ours -

some wil...

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Much more than half my life ago

Some chance led us to this place;

Now, my heart is caught and held

By the peace of its earth and space.

Some while past, when first she left me

I could not make my soul adjust

But cached it safe within the plot

Beside her memory and her mortal dust.

And as the family aged and spread

My lonely tenancy grew content

Past spectres...

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I want my little girl back

Back from the woes and worries she holds

Back to the days of freedom and fun

When we could wake carefree and calm and cuddling

Time will get us there, but it will take time

But time we have and time we've had

Deep memories of times to cherish and nourish

Forward looking of times to come

When our lives will have peace and the world can stop churnin...

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They say 5 a day and a number of vaccines are what you need to be healthy                          

They say that cancer can't be cured and that a plant should be outlawed, but what's the reality

They say we need to go to war but we've heard it all before, and it's not how it should be            

They say we need to vote so get in line, as if we have a choice this time, they act like we'...

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Walking, I discover

Hills I never knew in thirty years of passing;

Valleys, deserted, hidden in folds and time:

Mair says once there was a community here

Self contained, sufficient unto itself

Walking, I find

Landscapes we could have seen before, perhaps shared

Their riches, dreamed their past, known their present:

I'm told these Druid hills sing history itself

Sing...

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By Alem Hailu

The poem below decrying war was written by Lithuanian poet Salomeja Neris when her country was invaded by Nazi Germany. By way of showing how it is possible to explicate a narrative poem and invite readers reread the poem and grasp the meaning I will explicate her poem Spring as follows.

Spring

I Spring

Once again will lilac sing,

And brooks will babble, brooks, w...

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It is a rose in front of God,

freewill exercised with consideration,

the voice of serenity,

hope invoked by the flawless faith that loves gives us

The serene vision of a brotherhood that has no color,

language, borderline, age, nationality or creed

The unexpected voice of life that understands the sharp cry where sorrow sleeps;

the coffin nails, the falsehood,

the...

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I laid my head on your reassurance.

I crawled into your lap.

Prayed for all the world.

Felt you succour-warm my life-ache.

I trusted you.  You rewarded me.

I miss you.

I can no longer lodge my trust.

I have nowhere to lay my head.

I hurt in small hours.  Alert for nothing.

I ache loneliness when I am tested.

I haven't you by my side.

Faith - I long for you.

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My pleasure keeps the joy

Not far but still away 

As it disturbes the pleasant calm.

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Revealing peace, presented by my mood,

Persuades the world of feeling all its streams –

A thread of legacy appears by my side.

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Goodbye goodwill,
Love, friendship, understanding.
It's time to put you back in the cupboard
With the rest of the decorations.

Farewell international peace
And co-operation.
We'll get you out again in time for next twenty fourth
So we can play at Christianity for twelve days
(And nights).
Why can't we practise Christmas
Goodwill all year, 1 wonder?
Oh well, goodbye.

Hello hate, war...

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