Long Lambing Poems

The Promise

A promise wakes your mornings
 Following you in whispers,
Walking in your footsteps,
Murmuring in the soft bleating
 Of birthing ewes
As close to you as the breath
 You take in and out
Sustaining life –
 A life...

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A letter to Sweden

Every year, I say, Come August, I will travel to Sweden
but when I go to buy a ticket, the price has gone up and
I decide to wait until next year.
Once, I met...

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Spring is just round the corner 

As winter goes and spring arrives
The daffodils they dance in the sun
The breeze blow the tree tops 
As the birds sing there morning song

The flowers come out and spread...

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Kasiyahang ‘di ko lubusang mawari; 
At kislap nang nag-uumapaw na ngiti
Sadyang bakas sa nanging'nig na mga labi
Noong tayo ay tahasang magkatabi.

Paghihirap na ‘di bakas… nililihim…
Pagkat kahit ipilit may ‘la sa piling, 
Kahit kalipunan ng ‘king...

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walking my dog
looking across
and over mountains 
a breath taking view
blue skies 
white fluffy 
clouds floating

i began patting 
my dogs head
feeling so lonely
loosing myself 
inside the mind
just gave the dog
a great big hug

sweet sadness
carried on a...

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Look how they fall like angels to the earth!
But no soft landing down amongst those rocks.
Those devils on the bridge with gleeful mirth
Terrorised the townsfolk as wolves do flocks
Of sheep at lambing time. For all...

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The vastness of the prairies
Grassed and green
As far as the eye can see
Grace the lands
Of the Big Country
 
Ranches so large
It takes days to ride
Herds so colossal
Ranchers pride
 
Long horned steers
Browned and white
Like the buffalo
An...

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Botticelli takes a warm bath.
Springtime in arcadia,
The Grace chicks are a threesome.

I tend to ignore the other stuff that's going on.

For triplets
they each have their subtle differences
The girls are demure,
yet they seem to be hoofing...

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Telling the old story
Was Golgotha's soil sad  
Did it weep for the blood?
Which dripped on the good earth
Cedars and olives bud 

Telling the old story
They laid Him in the tomb
Did the rocky cave grieve?
Surprised...

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When it comes Springtime lambing on the farm
The bleating sheep send out distress alarm

For the black ravens and carrion crow
Locate their prey and glide in on the flow

Ebony ravens with diamond shaped tails
Are now in...

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It's six o'clock in the morning,
And the sky is just turning light.
It's slightly overcast today,
But soon it will be bright.

The Canada Geese are returning.
They've paired up and picked their mates.
They're looking about and searching now,
To...

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Trying to fall asleep in Spring,
I found the trick of counting sheep,
Grazing in flocks and wandering,
Could not succeed in bringing sleep,

Following one another too,
Bleating meanwhile, and eyeing me,
They sauntered by, as all sheep do:
I watched...

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