Best Fens Poems

Hank was a hard workin' cowpoke who really earned his meager pay.
He rode his ass Old Red from early dawn 'til at night he hit...

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The morning sun hidden behind dark clouds
Everything below covered like a shroud
The air is humid, strong winds blowing from the west
These ominous signs put everyone’s...

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In the time of dead leaves, 
when wide-eyed things
frowned at sound, 
and snow fell through fog, 
a red berry circlet
crowned her hair.

When hunger stilled...

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NATURE NONSENSE

In the glens
by the fens
little foxes in their dens.

Among the pines
grow the vines
little squirrels use as blinds

In the brook
under foot
little fish caught by the...

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Times are hard
Yet it seems to have always been that way
We all seem to have the weight of the world on are shoulders
Forgotten how to...

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you on one shore
I, on another
range is vast, 
surrounded by fens.
furious boiling men
loaded with guns
do you hear my heartache 
ooh here you come 
bold and...

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Wulf and Eadwacer
ancient Anglo-Saxon poem, circa 960 AD
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

My clan's curs pursue him like crippled game;
they'll rip him apart if he...

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Helen's brick house
was built by her grandpa James
with a specific design in mind:
the front black cross-windows
riminded one of Christ's sorrows;
when the off-white roll shades opened
the...

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In 1961 it’s for a weekend away

On a grey winter Friday.

Out from London, 

We drive north on

The A10 to the Wash.

 

Beyond Ely it’s flat...

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Harley came from Littleport
To fight the Civil war
Then staying on,to father a son-
From Fens to fame,via a bike
On a Harley-Davidson.

Tribute to the founder of the...

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Once were badgers in leafy dale, 
once were rabbits and foxes too,
once were pheasants in shining copse where cuckoopint and coltsfoot grew.

Once were songbirds in...

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Clippety, cloppety, clippety, cloppety
All the king’s horses and all the king’s men
mounted for battle in all of their armor; they
rode off so...

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Grey spaces, but the day has broken
Hope rubs an eye, turns back to snooze
Clear water in mason jar hold one life
No frills, no leaves, ochre...

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Medieval Poems



Wulf and Eadwacer
(Old English circa 990 AD)
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

My people pursue him like crippled prey.
They'll rip him apart if he approaches...

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Today, I saw a young man die
I watched men pull their triggers
I heard women exclaim and sigh
Across her chest, another clasped her fingers.
“Tell me, what...

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