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Aubade
It is in the early hours around three, that we come awake, (hence the title) and can fall prey to thinking. Aubade was also a title of one of Larkins poems, which we have been reading in my poetry group. And as much as I admire Larkin it is a very bleak poem (it wouldn't be Larkin otherwise); my poem is less bleak and offers a reconciliation of sorts with memories persistence. (Image courtesy of Pixabay)
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Sparrow Hawk
We had this visitor recently, while sitting in our conservatory enjoying a coffee and watching birds feeding in our garden. What inpressed us was how swiftly it arrived and the same when it departed. (Image courtesy of Ebor from Pixabay)
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The Muse
Aptly summing up my many lost inspirations, when I thought I'd remember that line in the morning; instead of getting up and writing it down. ( Image of Calliope courtesy of Wikimedia Commons)
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Kali Yuga - Brave New Year
A wee bit late, both for Brexit and The New Year; but as I've revised this old poem I though it might still make a point - nothing changes! I should add the Jester here does not refer to King Charles, but a certain politician! (Image courtesy of Christoph Sholz from Wikimedia Commons)
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Lost Horizon
This will be self explanatory for UK members; otherwise please google Mr Bates versus the Post Office. I dashed this off last night, after watching the ITV show; not good poetry but heartfelt. (Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons)
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Well, I'm glad you did post
Posted on Tue, 20 Feb 2024
Well, I'm glad you did post it Ewan; and I could discern a story - the expat in Spain maybe? And the tone reminded me a bit of Eliot - the measuring out in spoons was a great line.
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Weird and wonderful, it
Posted on Sun, 18 Feb 2024
Weird and wonderful, it reminded me of happy nights In Crows Nest Sydney.
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The love here shines through.
Posted on Sun, 18 Feb 2024
The love here shines through.
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Your nature poems take me
Posted on Thu, 15 Feb 2024
Your nature poems take me back to where I've been hapiest; out on some tracks in the wet, with a warm homecoming at the end; please keep them coming Rhiannon.
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I seem to have missed a whole
Posted on Thu, 15 Feb 2024
I seem to have missed a whole 'Slough' of poems, like this one; and yes, it took a while before I realised what those smells signified! Nice on Thurlough! BTW, my wife once lived near the Mars factory, and they could smell the Mars Bars.
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I came back to this today,
Posted on Sat, 17 Feb 2024
I came back to this today, having read it before; and the comments and your replies have helped me better understand it; and its certainly a powerful poem, which is cathartic.
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This poem was perfect for
Posted on Mon, 12 Feb 2024
This poem was perfect for those of us who miss a bath. We swapped our bath for a shower years ago, and now have another one downstairs, so no luxury of a nice soapy bath - nice one Jane.
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'white tears of snow drops.'
Posted on Thu, 08 Feb 2024
'white tears of snow drops.' I loved this line, and how the poem brings Spring ever closer. We have our snowdrops coming through now all over the our village, and on Sunday we have our snowdrop festival at our church and the grounds of the old...
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A deeply felt poem; and if it
Posted on Wed, 07 Feb 2024
A deeply felt poem; and if it's possible to say what I liked, it was how you told the story from both sides, which further emphasised the heartbreak. I have been fortunate, in that all my family have died while I lived in the UK and they in...
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A rant poem for sure and not
Posted on Wed, 07 Feb 2024
A rant poem for sure and not a word wasted; and I can only agree with my estimable fellow members, that we as a species have not honoured our resonsibilties - both to each other and to the planet. Our only hope - and it is still a slim one - is...
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