Long Bunting Poems

Translation of Eric Mottram’s Twentythird Legal by T. Wignesan

Le vingt-troisième légal

pendant la guerre le peuple devient obéissent de nouveau
plein du respect (et) de la confiance les enfants naïfs dans la foi
la gouvernance nécessaire  ...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s TWENTYEIGHTH LEGAL (Part One) by T. Wignesan
 
N.B. If any one is interested in reading the continuation of the extracts of letters that Eric Mottram wrote from America during 1965-66 to...

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Memorial Day – 2024... origin of holiday

Strong and brave men and women 
gave their level best
crème de la crème 
strongest and bravest
leaving grieving significant others 
with emotional agony 
within treasured chest
o'er the redoubt  
the...

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THE      ICEBREAKER     KRASIN    -     DAVID    AND   GOLIATH



Between the docks* for   cruise ships...

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I was born married to the master of subservience,
      fell in love with the master of somnolence.
           
I dissolved Reality,...

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God Save the King! So echoed round 
the village halls, the pubs, the streets
the day our Charlie Prince was crowned. 
Homes decked with bunting, cake, and treats.

We celebrated with a rave, 
or knees-up, as my...

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nature, storm, boat, clothes, house, water

AWASH AND AWAY! ©  KIMO

Listen, Katrina will come inland
Katrina has come to play
Playgrounds underwater
Sleepy times put asunder
Bedclothes hung out in tree tops, upended
Held fast in forked boughs
Homesteads beached, broken
Swirl...

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Winter Fantasia.

Snowman, his coat a trillion frosty threads...crotched by Jack,
the naughty mischief maker. 
Each crystal cast perfect by Boreas.                ...

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THE FAMILY

Still came the child in all her energy and essence, 
her smell of nickel and pumpkin, of lavender and bay; 
in little songs she's hummed, in her oh so gentle play.

A universe herself, 
before...

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and strolling around their garden I imagine our child:

grass tickling my toes like gelled hair, spiked when a teenager;
two slides out for summer, side by side, form his legs, sturdy;

her arms rise and fall in...

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Nostalgia and I 
sat waiting rain and more breeze
my wind chimes all sang.

As I rocked pines swayed
a summer wreath held bird nest
right on my front porch.

The honey inside
I sat alone looking up
At churning dark clouds.

I...

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I think pink is a colour for the young,
It's also the colour of our tongue and lips,
And if we are 
caucasian, even our hips.

Sugarplums, babies bums, shell-like ears are pink,
Some jewellery I think too,
Pearls, Beads...

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After attending a "Welcome home Viet Nam Vets" parade, seven years after the war ended.

The welcome home parade.

Old soldiers wearing pieces of their past,
ill fitting memories brought home from a war,
the pride was absent when...

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Climb high these mountains
And meet cliffs of history
Snug against the moon

Cold lover's warm kiss
Caress each syllable of song
Love makes joy exist
 
Adirondacks mist
The milk of mothering trees 
Melted on morning's joy

Tongue lark the dark lakes
Water...

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My birdfeeder is a meeting place for many feathered friends,
Delighting me with hours of pleasure that knows no ends.
All sorts of fowl gather there from miles and miles round,
Chattering with the latest gossip creating a...

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Jewel  layer templates
gilded upstream sigh
winsome eyelet skimmed
scorning  dawn orb
Delphic mustard sketch
on sapphire sequins 
Appalachian awning 
bearing flimsy nuggets
surreal slender straw’s 
amber seam gore 
lentil seed pod float
upon cashmere shrub 
rainbird doleful cry
of damp...

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Thunder storms raged forth in grandeur and the rain fell splashing in torrents,
The brook water levels rose and burst their banks flooding walk ways and paths,
Drains around buildings became blocked with shifting gravel, paper and...

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It suddenly turned dark , when came the clamoring clouds,
They covered the land like , a corpse covered by a shroud!
Gales extinguished the gleaming lamps of life of the trees,
And threw them away , far...

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"Mere echoes of changing seasons passed, Mother Nature doesn't give it a second chance or through as the axis shifts."
 quote by poet

Mother Nature's quenching heartbeat, 
Sipping the wavering unfurl dawn sun.
It teases yellow, and...

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When the sunshine burns off the morning dew
And the flowers unfold and smile
Then we gnomes will be ready to do what we must do
We'll prepare for the party with style

We'll get out our scythes and...

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My friends come dine with me, while nature writes its poetry. 
Corn, maize, sunflower seeds, bread, nuts and fruit for all 
your needs. A bowl of water for you to wash, a gentle sip and...

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Rite Of Passage
          *
My Walk to Remember

My father takes my hand,
   tucks it in the crook of his arm
     ...

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never too many times

you probably shudder
as you read my words
but hell hath no fury 
like a Christmas frenzied
sparkle covered, mother.

decorating the house
it groans under the weight of tinsel
garland and strings of lights
from room to room...

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SPRING NOTES

          I don’t ask for the meaning of the song of a bird
     or the rising of the sun on a...

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I did a show in this tiny town called Longyearbyen. We went snowmobiling around Svalbard and saw Arctic foxes, snow bunting, polar bear footprints and almost got lost in a blizzard.

Bill Bailey

   ...

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