Category: My Poetry
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Silence *
Silence Not a sound carried on the breeze No repeated echos faintly dying No talk, no chatter, no whispers Not a solitary note Disrupts this quietude. The daily accompaniment Of constant, persistent noise Permeating every waking hour Made almost mute by constant presence Like visions too common to be seen. We pay no heed to…
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A Silly Song
A Silly Song Use the music bar below to control the music. A tune, a lilt, a silly song Lodged firmly in my ear on endless loop. It plays and plays with maddening persistence Burrowing deep inside my head. At first, I thought it merely pretty A simple tune with a certain something, A skillful…
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Tend To Your Flock
Tend To Your Flock Tend to your flock as you see fit And I will tend to mine. I know the ways of stealthy thieves Their thirst for easy prey. I sleep beside my gentle charges, Aware of every sound. No threat, no stealthy low approach Escapes my watchful gaze. I know them all by…
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Tend To Your Flock *
Tend To Your Flock Tend to your flock as you see fit And I will tend to mine. I know the ways of stealthy thieves Their thirst for easy prey. I sleep beside my gentle charges, Aware of every sound. No threat, no stealthy low approach Escapes my watchful gaze. I know them all by…
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Lullabies
Lullabies So soothing to a troubled soul Reminders of time before the great forgetting, In that first year so full of firsts, Impressions imprinted, fixed for life, Recalled only in dreams and fantasies. Perhaps that’s where all déjà vu begins. A lazy summer afternoon Beneath a shady elm or oak Lulled by rhythmic back and…
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Cancel Culture
Cancel Culture By all means, let us cancel culture. Put an end to theatre, close the galleries Shutter the palaces of art and sculpture. Barricade the sacred Louvre. Put chains around Uffizi and the Tate. Abandon both The Bolshoi and The Met, Let David crumble and Mona Lisa fade. Defund the arts in all respects…
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Gently
Gently Waves gently lapping Gulls gently soaring Breezes gently blowing Music gently playing Thoughts gently occurring Clouds gently drifting Ideas gently unfolding Words gently speaking Friends gently caring Children gently playing Me gently resting All things being gentle As they gently aught.
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Let The Show Begin
Let The Show Begin Curtains drawn and footlights dimmed The audience hushed with anticipation Dressed in finest gowns and precious jewels Programmes tightly rolled and clutched To perfumed bodices of lace. All the escorts seated at their sides Chaff at too-stiff collars and too-tight shoes Anxious to be home to watch the game, The critics…
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Time Is A Wicked Thing
Time Is A Wicked Thing It burrows deep under your skin, An invasive cancer that wants to eat And devour you like a wicked beast. For some unlucky few it consumes, Souring all that is good and true. Despoiling an otherwise pleasant life. The counting of days, weeks, months, years Is a fruitless way to…
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Gently *
Gently Waves gently lapping Gulls gently soaring Breezes gently blowing Music gently playing Thoughts gently occurring Clouds gently drifting Ideas gently unfolding Words gently speaking Friends gently caring Children gently playing Me gently resting All things being gentle As they gently aught.
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