Long Ferny Poems

Along the road called forestry, the silver ash weeps over me
as I meander 'round the dell and glade.
Pass scars of sand pits long disused, where gullies, washes speak ‘abused!’
Reclamation offers now a new facade.

Need for...

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Forth from the heaven, from the misty moorlands of all sacred woodland greens,
drop by drop by striking the pebbles and untouched vegetations oozes, 
the intoning hallowed water of evergreen woods' crystal cascades, brooks and streams.
to...

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With the moon above, shining bright
And darkness lurking calmly(and quite
Failing to ensnare the light),
Now at this hour in the depth of night,
I move on a living, breathing plain;
(Some stray melody fills the brain)
The eyes look...

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Let me tell you a story on a midnight journey,
To a crematorium, through an undergrowth ferny; 
At my age between sixteen to seventeen,
In nineteen seventy eight; with a dusky scene; 
A time, when, young and...

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13, West Macott Road

My limbs are weak and body old,
Tired am I and withered are my bones,
The skin has wrinkled and is quickly peeling off,
The heart is lifeless and tears have dried,
My feet are shrinking...

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Her hair- black as a raven’s breast 
   Eyes glowing through orbs of green 
She dances covertly in the dark of night 
    Where not another soul is seen 
Warbling...

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  This Life

From a child taught Catholic creed,
drilled, drilled into me by school nuns;
those teachings will never recede,
but, since those days I have lived tons.

Spirituality, is life,
I found this on my long journey;
and when...

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Who turned the taps off so tight?
Let’s dance through the evening
Embrace through the night.
Sip from the fountain, cool
morning sun on our faces,
blinking, so bright. 
Laughing, racing
drinking it in. Follow the traces.
Cutting a dash, careless delight
Swish...

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The foliage unruffled, 		 the tree trunks utterly baffled
                          ...

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My deep roots, 
 
Oh, so precious my blood and roots,
  yesterdays shadows creep and cling;
odd, I have the same attributes . . . 
  The past lays icy hands to bring,
 ...

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Moth
In a kingdom full of ants
The splendid spider spidering
Deep into that darkness frogging
Death shall bring candlefish
It threw its ghost against the grubs

Deep into that darkness frogging
Death shall bring candlefish
It threw its ghost against the grubs
That...

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Oh, so precious our blood and roots,
  yesterdays shadows creep and cling;
odd, I have those attributes . . . 
  The past lays icy hands to bring,
      ...

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 “Autumn leaves don’t fall; they fly. They take their time and wander on this, their only chance to soar.”
              ...

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A single stride, like silence, from my mother's womb,
Leads me through hills and valleys till I reach my tomb…

Each step of my journey is an education;
That, like a sculptor, shapes, sculpts my destination.

Coiled in, like...

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Since a small child, I have been one with Earth,
Green winding tendrils have captured my very heart;
I would follow my father with innocent mirth,
A love for nature and earth was my start.

And into the...

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Since a small child, I have been one with Earth,
Green winding tendrils have captured my very heart;
I would follow my father with innocent mirth,
A love for nature and earth was my start.

And into the deep,...

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Oh, so precious our blood and roots,
  yesterdays shadows creep and cling;
odd, I have those attributes . . . 
  The past lays icy hands to bring,
      ...

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I am going on a jungle journey,
and I plunge into a frightening world;
hidden layers of foliage ferny. 

Gazing at me is a very strange bird,
I am drenched in adventure and magic;
and I plunge into...

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              Forlorn and lost,
        I hang my head like a dying flower;
   ...

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It seems like I fell off the map on my life journey,
my path has been twisted and quite ferny;
    and beauty is concealed . . . 
I have learned to dip and...

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Photography is a visual expression,
I love capturing images frozen in time;
Sometimes, I snap close-up details of the flowers,
I stroll city streets searching for the sweet sublime.

I love capturing images frozen in time,
photography is an adventure...

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The snowy mountaintops at the distance
Long trodden ways criss-crossing my momentary dreams
I perch upon the wings of poetry, my engrossing passion
I reach there Edmund, Tenzing Norgay smiling at me

Days after day I trudge along
The paths...

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SILLY   BUT  NICE

Is there anybody there said the traveler 
Knocking on the moonlit door
But only a host of golden daffodils  were there
On the forest’s ferny floor

Rough winds do shake the darling...

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since a child, I have been one with earth
and green winding tendrils have captured my heart
I would follow my father with innocent mirth (and)
a love for nature has been mine from the start
into the...

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Summer comes all clothed in green,
To paint the path of a passing scene.
Wheat in the field bound in sheaves,
Shares the glory of gold tipped leaves.

Gossamer drops of morning dew,
Lie on a bed of radiant blue;
And...

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