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Best Poems Written by Piers Denholm-Young

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Iona Moment

Here
where God is sought out
not in simile of rock and sea
We say
this is how it will be
when we know him
But he is now
In this serene extravagance
he comes to me
Far from all we made
standing where our brethren prayed
he is here
Enough
for now
is now
The larks’ soliloquy
and waves hushing far below
say to me
he is here
5.00

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A Blue-Green Jewel

A blue-green jewel in a starry sea
was left for them to care and keep
But ants upon the floating ball
were pirates and denied it all
The sky spoke on, the earth still stood
The blinded said they understood
But every word was dripping blood
The sapphire blackened, crimson grime
Tears can’t remove in all this time
Tears of stars and purer eyes
Blood of innocence and lies
Graffiti nameless on their walls
Behind them every vandal smiles
and shakes a fist at weeping skies
The jewel dies
But a shadow cuts the shade and light
invades the labyrinth of hate
‘Cross the heart of adamant
A signet stamped - a claim is made
And deeper red makes paths for tears
Once and now for hurting years
Rebels come to heal

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Scafell Pike

Cronking ravens’ aerobatics 
between rock-pulpits leaning over,
grey disdainful gate-posts.
Our shouts echoed 
as we clambered like ants on a wall,
the lake a far glittering pool
in the dark sunken floor of the world.
On the saddle
buttresses of old hostile crags
hung vertiginously over an empty valley
where brown snaking streams reflected the sky.

When the fire died the night wrapped us in cold arms
and stars like dust convened,
aloof to the elegant comet and its silver veil.

Next day, glad to be warm again, on a pass, 
the summit of the piled massif
was a distant view in the sun’s torrent, 
another world visited, lonely,
while people toiled earnestly up and down the tracks.
When we’ve gone like empires before,
these mountains would still be hunched under the rain and sun.
But we ventured, searched from view to changing view, conquered, grew,
and came back a little wiser
to explore the wider wilderness
6.97

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Hair

Normally
a long hair in shared food 
is unwelcome
But finding one
on my clothing
was a happy occasion
after yesterday
I wound it round my fingers
pulled it through my mouth
With its gold sheen
a piece of your extraordinary reality
that will take years
to adjust to
happily
11.13

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Someone Took the Roof Off

Someone took the roof off
and I almost blew away
I could have fell forever
from where I lay
Down past the last light
for a good few million miles
sister moon is cluttered up
but still has a silvery smile
Running rings round Saturn
and dodging asteroids
In the back garden of the earth
is there no background noise?

I can’t get my head around it
spaced out, so far away
A hundred million stars are just
a drop in the Milky Way
Andromeda next door
is all history away
And still they’re saying nothing
unless their voice is deep
deeper than the bottom of my heart

Have you watched us, glittering,
for featureless wastes of time
and we are but a tremor
like a ripple on a shoreless sea?
And should we master all by knowledge from our pea-green boat
and hurl our words in silver foil 
like fizz above a Coke
your disdain shall leave us cold
and what you know be only told 
to children.

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A Severe Beauty

Why is it all like this?
Such a mixture, such a mess?
One man only answers and makes sense
Beauty is for the looking
truth for the hearing
if you will
Love will lance your poison
drain the darkness
declare heaven
like a dandelion clock still telling
in the teeth of a gale
This severe love is no sweet tale
Life and death don’t play games
but love embraces all
with a driven heart like driven nails
Draw near, stretch out to hear
for only one thing matters
and all will be made clear
7.00

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I'Ll Try

Slowing down
inside
slowly
Whirling wheels
spokes run backwards
Stillness still
repels
Imagination still 
tells stories
draining fuel cells
Rearrange
what matters 
on the open top 
of time
Wasting it
contradicts
the flywheel in my mind
But it’s slowing
and the only fear left standing
may be of wheels
rolling on again

Stress thorn.
Your smile
successfully 
beguiles 
a victim
willingly impaled
struggling weakly
to escape
runs it deeper
till it fades
and leaves a lasting scar
What was that for?
Perhaps I understand 
love’s power 
a little more

So blind 
this mind 
cannot retain a fraction 
of the truth explained
So light my way
Spirit at my side 
Leave it to me, you say 
and I’ll try

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The Rhythm

Millpool surface
still deep silence
Line quivers, ripples running outwards
waves pulsating
sinuous surface
dancing patterns
throbbing energy 
next dimension
second rhythm
resonating harmony
synergistic germination
inner worship generation
sympathetic empathetic
sacramental understanding
orchestrated voices flooding
wind and fire and water roaring
worlds in motion
stars exploding
molecules vibrate colliding
spirits sing
and love is king
the chord that springs
and resonates with wings
that beat in unison

Ch: The rhythm is him
the rhythm is me
a resonating harmony.

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Voyagers

Embark with me, with us
upon our voyage
We set our course
by chart and dream
Cast overboard
all weight, for storms
pursue
make room
for sinking souls
Come toil and row
tied one to one
when gales blow
and far from home
Come count the stars
and scan the shimmering horizon
Come share the brazier’s glow
plain rations for a feast
laugh with companions
Adventure stirs our bones
Pain and fear we choose to despise
because we have a destination
we have a prize
It is the voyage
It is the love that drives
10.11.97

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Well I'Ve Learned To Get By

Well I’ve learned to get by
yes I’ve found out ways to survive
in this jungle
I’m not a kid, you can’t fool me
I know the score, as you can see
I wasn’t born yesterday
But there’s got to be more than this
The stupid Christmas numbers and too many drinks
Having a crack, finding some kicks
getting ripped off - and I thought they were sound
Maybe next week I’ll check out another town
maybe not
Oh God, what’s it all about?
Trust doesn’t last and the cash runs out
Luck’s someone else’s, not mine tonight
I think someone bad is messing me about