Long Inshore Poems

When heinous fangs
of life drain
the amethyst glow
flowing above 
infected ripples of time,
I question the 
chaos that claims
serenity through 
saline serenade 
of sirens, composed 
with midnight ink
across a mazed face 
of a starless canvas,
What if these...

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Like the fragrance of honeysuckle clinging to the vine,
Like sea spirit salt rides the inshore breeze,
Like the sun dappled fields of summer, please...
Be mine... my beautiful you... be mine.

Like the flowers I bring you every...

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on the wind
a bell tolls
memories surface
words unerased-
the image fades

with a tremor of light-
daybreak tinges
the nigrescent sky grey-
the horizon appears
distinct in my mind's eye

without-
the waning sun
warms my face
shalom cloaks
the wells within

hanging from the trees
winter fog welcomes...

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without-
the waning sun
warms my face
shalom cloaks
the wells within


with a tremor of light-
daybreak tinges
the nigrescent sky grey-
the horizon appears
distinct in my mind's eye

on the wind
a bell tolls
memories surface-
words unerased
the image fades


huddled together
from the sheeting rain
the unbrellas...

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COLLECTION

VIDUAGE

Tall
nettles-
the dutch hoe
rusting in the
shed.

Lanterne #5

a
sea mist
rolls inshore-
daydreams deluge
me

Lanterne#18

Blind
alleys 
so often
have the deepest
ruts.

Lanterne 3

By
a stream
so shallow-
stoops a willow
tree.

Lanterne 177

May
blossom-
confetti
dancing on the
breeze

ART SCHOOL

The 
secret
of seeing-
knowing how to
see


RISING STAR

A
life in
the fast lane-
five minutes of
fame.

as a LANTERNE ALMANAC

WINTER
in
anger-
whips...

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Sea spray crashes against the harbour walls
The wind is rising in anger
Song birds seek out other concert halls
Away from the waves of fear

Clouds gather slowly out along the coast
Making the journey inshore
Covering the land we...

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Forever Swansea...

Bright blue skies in the summer sun, 
The birds among the trees. 
The golden sands of Swansea Bay, 
The calmness of the seas. 

As I walk along these golden sands, 
I watch each breaking...

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The swing of the rod
100 yds plus cast, good stuff
get's you just beyond the breakers
to where the inshore fish feed.

Turn of the tide
and incoming too
where you started at low tide
usually ends-up, as the tide rises
where...

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...with apologies to Ogden Nash

                     
You think you may have missed the astounding
part of you.
The...

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the single lanterne is a half  
American cinquain
VIDUAGE
Tall
nettles-
the dutch hoe
rusting in the
shed.
Lanterne #5
a
sea mist
rolls inshore-
daydreams deluge
me
Lanterne#18
Blind
alleys 
so often
have the deepest
ruts.
Lanterne 3
By
a stream
so shallow-
stoops a willow
tree.
Lanterne 177
May
blossom-
confetti
dancing on the
breeze
ART SCHOOL
The 
secret
of seeing-
knowing how to
see

RISING STAR
A
life...

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“Tearful night prayer sounds devour darken maze of memories of love steal the slumber leaving behind loneliness.” Quote by poet


Heartbroken sorrow,  pleading in tearful
Emotional,  goodbye as life still goes on.
Beneath  cold twilight...

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