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To the Class of 97 At Cambridge High School

The fun we had,formulated individualism 
We had lots of those
The focus we had,formulated maturity
We achieved it
What a unique class
The endless laughter
Lead to the enjoyment of the year
The naughtiness 
Lead to the togetherness 
A class to be remembered

Categories: cambridge, africa, appreciation, encouraging, freedom,
Form: Free verse

Walking In Cambridge

A rainy August day in Massachusetts

Down in Somerville weather is cool

On a wet Sunday afternoon 


See me skipping puddles pass Sanders theatre

Shoes swimming in blues

From Kirkland Street to Harvard Square I go

Watch a beautiful Bostonian show, now you know


I take the Red line train to Davis Square  

See YOU there

At Burren an Irish band

Categories: cambridge, beautiful, community, home, love,
Form: Verse

Cambridge Time

1
how do I feel
these memories so strong
still remembering
that punt to Grantchester
my falling into the Cam
the High tea in the orchard

Categories: cambridge, girlfriend, summer,
Form: Tanka

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

A Cambridge Lamentation

This place is always a little lonely 
At the weekends...no noise and life, 
I like solitude, 
But not in places 
Where's there's recently been 
A lot of people.

Reclusiveness protects you 
From nostalgia, 
And you can be as nostalgic 
In relation to what happened 
Half an hour ago 
As half a century ago, in fact more

Categories: cambridge, christmas, city, england, loneliness,
Form: Free verse

The Volunteer, a Poem Inspired By Hrh Prince George of Cambridge

'We have a future king to make,'
Said the deep, resounding voice.
'But it is not a proper fit for everyone.
For a king must know first how to obey than to command,
And to abide rather than reign.'

'And thus, I need a volunteer.'

The eager little voices swiftly gathered ‘round.
'To have a throne and my own crown,' said a

Categories: cambridge, baby, baptism, birth, child,
Form: Free verse

The Gnomes On the Lawn At Cambridge Arms

Life's passions all absorbed on green grasses 
as the innocent treasures tamed and measured
accordingly we shy away the aftermath of past
stoned bridges enhance the connection point 

while the cold calmness unwind the myths 
for our must we define a place hidden where as
the teak wood stained with old disagreements 
left unsaid and so morbidly left

Categories: cambridge, corruption,
Form: Chant Royal

Cambridge Square

Ah wondering soul you are, by
far so aloof, and unjoined.

From a distance, I find you a
mystery inside a mystery.

Unsure you are of roads you
have ran down, and found
too many that have lost
their way..

Ah wanderer, never give up
the good fight, stay clear
of mind, you will see, and
have all that is wonderous unfold
for you.

Categories: cambridge, life,
Form: I do not know?