seasonalities
Friday 4th November 2022 9:37 am
in there somewhere was goodbye
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~ imPRESSions ~
Wednesday 2nd November 2022 10:06 am
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Monday 31st October 2022 12:54 am
a father myself
An image of a prior poem written many years ago whilst in a playful but meditative mood. Kevin's recent post reminded me of this one and now am sharing it for all to enjoy.
~ imPRESSions ~
Tuesday 4th October 2022 6:47 am
pact
would you
for the love of
me
tie this lace
upon a tree
when the wind
upon it blows
my heart
on yonder river flows
Tuesday 2nd August 2022 9:16 am
restlessness
Is remorse a prison to the soul
the sole utterance of reproach
that if not to myself be True
the possible best in life accrue
What if regret creeps on the morning
a thief stalking the shadow of dawn
a fresh form, bare motive drawing
crystal arteries of a day that is new
or shall we allow the mind meander
let it's "work" find itself crowning
there in its core uncover simplicity
s...
Monday 1st August 2022 3:01 pm
new days seen
a husk, a shell that's fallen off
the back that bore it's long day
a struggle supreme to be released
redeemed from odious yesterdays
i gaze at this in stupefied wonder
and peer into the dusky swirls
of the distant pealing thunder
that offers a promise of new days
Monday 1st August 2022 6:17 am
Life’s a broadway musical
life's a broadway musical
It's hard to hear yourself thinking
when hate on hate is all around
there's a cry for freedom ringing,
its price, to keep another bound
our goals require such liberties
which defy our mental capacities
we hope it's worth all th...
Sunday 31st July 2022 12:32 am
be-lightedly
.
Monday 25th July 2022 2:02 pm
you carry me each day
In a dream of night before me rose
I walked along an endless shore;
moist sand glowed a silvery pink,
danced to lights in the waning sun;
its length moving, curved around
dotted stars in the form of a heart.
I peered ahead and looked behind,
shifted my gaze from side to side;
waiting to catch a glimpse of you
and fall within your gaze as you
engaged my eyes in an embrace,
but only fee...
Wednesday 20th July 2022 4:14 am
The Rhymester
There he goes pacing, this young man,
I see his shadows through the shades;
Drawn to lift them but didn't dare
For then his face he hid and fled
I know my shadow is all he'd see
From behind the blinds that us divide
He reaches out and reaches in
His arms are weak, too frail and thin
He cries out with all his being
Screaming, cursing, with voiceless words;
They fly and hurtl...
Sunday 10th July 2022 2:24 pm
deep sea diving
.
people are our real legacy;
one day sure, entire poems
shall have been forgotten,
while remains a phrase or
a feeling drawn from wells
deeper than memory can
reach, or device can retrieve
much like thread-diving as
we scamper for posts buried
by traffic and flood posters…
follow, subscribe, or friend
buttons can only do so much
so we hang on to what ...
Tuesday 5th July 2022 1:10 pm
that focal moment
.
It may be dark;
but tonight
effervescent lights dance
to a blaring par-tay tune
while in the shadows, we parlay...
reach over me
and flick the switch;
let bokeh find clarity
in our fervent embrace.
.
Sunday 3rd July 2022 12:35 am
to write, once more
Were it not for that temper, no spark
Pardon is not for the weak to bestow;
Pity can't fill the shoes of empathy nor
Should there be found a kernel of truth
Friday 1st July 2022 3:50 am
age appropriate dilemmas
.
In this lifetime of striving
childhood's tentative bumbling,
youth's arrogant impertinence,
middle-aged regimented conceit,
in old age, encrusted intolerance;
when will we likely ever win?
.
Thursday 30th June 2022 2:59 am
desire
.
flame
running faster than
you can flutter a lash
flash
rushing swifter than
we can sniff a flower
fresh
rippling quieter than
they can queue on Black
Friday
.
Monday 27th June 2022 5:20 pm
twilight promise
.
a husk, a shell that's fallen off
the back that bore its longest day
to struggle for release supreme
from odious yesterday redeemed
i gaze in stupefied wonder
and peer into the dusky swirls
of the distant pealing thunder
that offers me a new day's thrill
.
Sunday 26th June 2022 2:10 pm
harvest
.
over many moons and calendars
over many many miles of verse
both in sharing and receiving, lines
feeding an ever emptying purse
may these blossoms fruit among their vines
.
Saturday 25th June 2022 10:45 am
reminder
.
filled with melancholy
mood lit by lampshade
names and faces dissipate
weathered post it sticks
if only the memory did
.
Friday 24th June 2022 1:02 pm
Are you my butterfly?
`
My butterfly is no longer mine,
I wonder if she ever really was;
When she alights on my shoulder
I know she wants me to hold her -
Flies off and she's mine no longer.
My butterfly so frail and fine,
I wonder if I was ever hers;
When she returns to kiss me again
I know she's more than just a friend -
Flies off and gone forever more.
`
Thursday 23rd June 2022 9:22 am
a whiff off camphor
none of these life choices
are mine
though they are yours to enjoy
without so much as a batted lash
none of these improvisations
are theirs
though we live barely existing
with not much more than breath
no choice could be given
no chance to chance upon
living and loving out of bounds
perimeter embankment of
social media static hairs
we aren't what we seem
should gladnes...
Wednesday 22nd June 2022 8:28 am
Cinderella dreaming
.
The birthing of articulated expression
will always find its means of entering
into the world outside and beyond
the inner recesses of our awareness.
I love the wee and trippy hours of the
after midnight when the glass slipper
lay glimmering aloof in the moonlight
and the weary dreamer sets some
ink of thoughts onto the parchment
of a woozy head - too early in the day
to ...
Tuesday 21st June 2022 2:13 pm
wash
.
Spun out of control.
Bobbing then pommeled, squashed then bloated.
A lone occupant within the confines of a tumble dryer
at full spin....
An impatient hand lifts the lid off
with deft, well practised fingers
hopeful that in so doing would speed up the process.
The spinning abruptly stops
resuming only when the lid is firmly shut
securely in place.
With a banging and...
Monday 20th June 2022 7:57 am
simply, hope
Sunday 19th June 2022 1:56 pm
set this captive free
.
there need not be iron bars
to keep a heart imprisoned
there is no white flag of surrender
nor o-d, nor cutting would resolve
nor does the coming-off of chains make one trully free
the stench of blood curdled cold
staining my cheek with ferrous-ity
on that flee bitten bunk each unforgiving night
a plaintive prayer wafts in upward draft
to rejoin the fraying bonds of you...
Friday 17th June 2022 1:35 am
seasonal heart
.
in spite of what surrounds us
whatever circumstances are
we are learning to find peace
within ourselves
regardless of what's
going on around us,
learning to self-soothe
kind of thing and find
we all are coming through
to the other side, strong
persons we've missed;
our friendships through,
a new season approaching
and a sense begins to...
Thursday 16th June 2022 1:16 am
the pocket knife
Is it not a foe who taunts —
that in itself could be borne?
Is it not an enemy's tirades—
from them one could hide?
Instead, an arrogant intimacy—
life's equal, companion & friend.
What close companionship
now scattered in the chill
of uncaring autumn winds;
from familiar paths once
walked together in gardens
of fond affection and glee.
Wednesday 15th June 2022 1:25 pm
a poet's tears
some time, somewhere out there
someone had said
that one part of poetry
is a reservoir that holds
all the sadness of this world
What then does this say of a poet?
it is not seen how
that portion poets bear
bare on virginal leaves
all their flight and fears
are tears morphed in pressed ink
Monday 13th June 2022 5:35 am
considered exchanges
turn your gaze to power
of life and death:
they lie dormant,
seeded potentialities;
a flower's expectancy
in each quiescent tongue
and those who love either
will surely sup of their fruit
Sunday 12th June 2022 12:43 pm
promise
when
wriggly worms are done
with you
i shall await
sweet scent of blooms
that should some day
sprout and mark
this very spot
in which
you last
reclined
that is,
if i don't
follow
after you
soon
`
Fourteen days until your birthday, but you are no longer here. You have left us 10 weeks ago, Dad. All the special days are now another farewell.
Thursday 9th June 2022 3:46 am
crocus buds
crocus buds burst forth
peep and poke through dunes of white
winter bows to spring
when the sun begins to shine again
vital truths on wood-lined paths arise
Wednesday 8th June 2022 6:05 am
Midnight Rendezvous
Join me in this boat of drunkenness,
Come with me and we shall both be drunk.
Let's sway beside what we think ourselves,
Swerving as the waves swell beneath us;
Lifting us to where lonely sounds warp,
While many other things become clear.
Come upon my mind, your tongue in mine,
And utter words that rend this turmoil;
The sound of madness not to be stilled,
Our silent voices, ...
Monday 6th June 2022 9:56 am
Spring's unfurling
When your winter breaks into spring
think of new and wonderful things
while autumn creeps passed your window
break this winter free of sorrow
wait upon seasons - wait on life
live each day loving - escaping
weave each day's new strands - engaging
one day looking back - mem'ries rife.
Sunday 5th June 2022 9:40 am
to write on sand
Where it not for one to play buffoon
or to say of none we're way too soon
involved in peddling mass hysteria
when it's been held in each posterior
consciousness - makers of peace are
blessed. So ever to be near or far
we at our disposal have in hand
a power to write upon our sand.
Friday 3rd June 2022 12:35 am
elegy for Jonathan, the prince
stately tall you meekly stand
on your finger the signet band
for my sake you shunned your crown
for my breath your devotion fierce
you gave for me your sword and squire
your hospitality did never tire
proud brothers in battle or play
companions going about each day
in your shadow I had no care
my home's cupboards were never bare
song and merriment never missed
hunger a stranger to m...
Wednesday 1st June 2022 3:23 pm
hard of luck 🍀
There are shadows all over
Shining darkly in reverse;
Pointy ears of impish horns,
Whose stalks ravaged worn;
Chant rondeaus of curses
On a sea of four-leaf clover.
Sunday 29th May 2022 3:55 pm
Atacama symphonic
pan-fluted melodies
whisp’ring in the wind
blist’ring radiance
bleaches desert mud
send them tumbling
along endless dunes
temp’rature drops as
an astral masque ball
strings up fairy lights
across the evening sky
Friday 27th May 2022 4:40 am
ginko
more wistful now than poignant
while whistling with the wind
dancing dapples of recollection and forgetfulness
serve only to stir whirling notions
blowing willowy wisps of patinaed pirouettes
intertwining and reverberating shimmer
that no regret has any hope of obligating
- - -
N. B. here are two versions, the first and the redacted immediately following. Which do you like better?
Ple...
Thursday 26th May 2022 3:30 am
captain, my captain
It might the flying Dutchman be
Or the fame of those fishermen three
How it, planks of our own fashioning, walk we!
Tuesday 24th May 2022 1:07 pm
harvest moon
shadowy sheets cover,
dark, shining lips purse;
pointy ears prick skyward
as corn stalks pondered
chanting scarecrows curse
in a sea of dreams left over
Sunday 22nd May 2022 12:03 am
Rotterdam
Red train rested at Rotterdam station
Over the border to meet a friend
Trains all over Europe pass here
Today is a bright and sunny day
Every person glows in its brightness
Realising not a former disaster, that
During the 40's destruction erupted
Along these very streets, evacuated
Murderous bombs wreaking havoc
'
N.B. It was 14th of May, 1940 when the Luftwaffe decimated ...
Wednesday 18th May 2022 9:56 am
Ballad of Billy McGee
With disdain they looked upon one Billy McGee
a boy that promised never to be;
a rep that’s scarred and scratched,
for sure his name’s mismatched
as darker skin ya’ever did see
on blackish hair with reddish flecks of Billy McGee.
A red haired aboriginal boy
matches were only a toy
and he was caught red handed
and always branded
the troublesome fire starter.
Poor boy had no farda
he w...
Sunday 15th May 2022 12:49 pm
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