flowers in her hair
...I used to dream when I was young,
I would remove all of the thorns
of the most beautiful flowers
and place them in her hair,
lovingly,
Innocence is cute, its so divine,
then you grow up ...
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Categories:
jetty, childhood, innocence, loneliness, love,
Form: Rhyme
On Blennerhassett Island with Walt Whitman
...He sat on this patch of turf,
and if not this exact place a piece of a place nearby.
Naturally, I try to feel his companionship.
Did he write a line of poetry on this small island
or was he sim...
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Categories:
jetty, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Fishing
...
We set off full of hope into the night
as it grew blacker towards the end
of the jetty where shorelights
dimmed to a distant glow.
Wind drove a swell to boom
and crash against the pylons be...
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Categories:
jetty, father son, fishing, silence,
Form: Free verse
Arthur Rimbaud: Song of the Highest Tower translation by Michael R Burch
...Song of the Highest Tower
by Arthur Rimbaud
translation by Michael R. Burch
Let it come, let it come,
The day when all hearts love as one.
I’ve endured so long
That I’d even forgotten
The ...
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Categories:
jetty, brother, child, childhood, heart,
Form: Free verse
Time and Tide
...In time shadows in an old windy shed
are names of sojourners who've passed this way;
now my wandering boot does older tread
where I passed on a long forgotten day.
I see their faces on wa...
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Categories:
jetty, growing up, nostalgia, youth,
Form: Sonnet
mystery ship
...The Mystery ship
I have read about things like people from March
with dinner-plate eyes and long, thin bodies
If these people are among us, why aren't normal
like Elon Musk, he is smart and will ...
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Categories:
jetty, absence, beach, break up,
Form: Blank verse
From Purgatory to Paradise
...The summer fog has not yet lifted from the enclave. The candyfloss glow of the sun suspended above the horizon of the valley in the Jock of the Bushveld Concervancy where I have made my new home refl...
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Categories:
jetty, africa, nature,
Form: Haibun
Glimpse
...
My heart a pouch of rich wine overlays yours
a drop of blood spilled over an arum lily
waits with longing intense, retains no tears
as it remembers its cringes of final fear when i...
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Categories:
jetty, age, allegory, angst, feelings,
Form: Free verse
Early Bird
...My arrival beat the sunrise;
it was still dark at the small jetty.
I dried the wet skiff, mind alert
to the soon to be lifting light.
Nearby,
an unseen water bird
clattered into the darkness....
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Categories:
jetty, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Memories of Sideshow Alley
...You could hear the sounds
of sideshow alley blaring out
from a mile away. The hollow,
metallic rasp of music
and glow of coloured lights rose
in a huge bubble
above the beach.
Adolescent dr...
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Categories:
jetty, beach, memory, nostalgia,
Form: Free verse
Empty Boat
...A short wooden jetty
where shallow waters lap.
Taking time
to live deep in the big sky.
Fish slow swim
through cloud reflections.
Osprey seek the gleam
of silver fins.
This lake floats my...
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Categories:
jetty, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Out On the Jetty
...There was that boundary
breached by a thin line,
a transparent nerve
linking two worlds.
My fingers could feel
the constant chatter
conveyed along
that tightened length,
the winds annoyance
...
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Categories:
jetty, inspiration, sea,
Form: Free verse
Lil' Mama
...My Lil' Mama
Like a Guardian angel,
you stayed beside
my tiny bed,
...
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Categories:
jetty, beautiful, birthday, cinderella, sister,
Form: Rhyme
Stage and Set
...The sun goes down, a theatrical exit;
it leaves orange rivers on shimmering roads.
Turns black birds blacker.
Cypress turn to grey ghosts
alone now in their shredded wedding dresses.
An egret ...
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Categories:
jetty, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Diary of a Child In Trinidad
...I remember the land of drums I was born
bedded beneath great hanging nets;
the sound of the conch and the horn.
My blue suitcase filled with stuff,
the red tricycle a...
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Categories:
jetty, childhood, home,
Form: Rhyme
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