Best Narnia Poems

Through the gate and into another world
Leaving my cares on the outside
Breathing in the air of my sanctuary
That’s where you’ll find me,
When life feels hard...

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The satin blanket of night
With it's silky silence 
Wrapping whispers around
My head

Tucking in my dreams
Clicking out the light
Of reality
To reveal the depth of desire 

The...

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"Heart"  

Deep fissures formed
in the cracks of 
the nowhere place
where time leeched
bleeding claret 
through the green 
veined blues

protean bit by bit
the flesh disappears
prematurely 6ft...

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"The Emasculation of Man"
 


The world goes by loudly
emasculated man 
sees nothing 
for what it’s worth
ignorant and 
pumelling chests
gorilla armies 
neanderthals
small brained 
with closed fists...

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~The Book~
 ( Narrative / Short Story)


 Shhh...Be quiet! please...or you'll wake up everyone...

 Did you see what that young man did all this evening...

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"Dandylion" 

The guy was a 
Dandylion 
there was 
no denying it

full of promises
and making wishes
residing over 
this new world

poetically 
speaking, he
shone like 
the Sun

he sat...

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Thirty years since Mrs Meckin 

Said "Sian, who are y' markin'?"

on the hockey field


Wind chillin'

Legs freezin'

Knuckles reddenin'

Clutchin' the rubber handle of my Mum's
old hockey stick



Always...

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Shhh...Be quiet! please...or you'll wake up everybody... 

Did you see what that young man did all this evening at the table while taking  some...

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It may be hard to find me, see, because
My journey never stops - I only pause
at places you could hardly dream to quest  ...

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Dedicated to the genius of Lewis Caroll & C S Lewis
Alice & Narnia live always in my mind
Shane


Claws
Burbling
Jaws that bite
Jabberwocky 
Slain

...

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I feel as lame as a whale without its fins to swim in fine waters
Blue blasphemy break a spirit of slumberless insanity that rips up...

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Sonnet for an angel 
Her perfect harmony cannot fit within the confines
Of the syllabic iambic pentameter
Breaking through the chambers 
Racing to the top floor
Let me...

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Sean McDougal is eight years old and has a special 'something' about him that is so endearing it's very difficult for me to deny him...

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The word, 'word', is more than just a mere word. 
"The play of words is absolutely beautiful." They say,
but little do they know that the...

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The great Kings and Queens have now returned
to a time and a land so foreboding and spurned.
Since the time they had left what could have...

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