Long Quietening Poems

Our lusty voice was in the tramp of narrow, winding,
     Scree-littered, deep-rutted roads;     
 Ravens, uttering guttural croaks, slow-wheeling above      
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This is the stuff some hearts are made of.
Anguish. Elation. Say it once again!
Just for the sake of hearing a feeling's name,
and the long drawn out sigh
of sounds echoing out of breath, out of breath,
out...

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"Blooming"



In the quietening 
of my days
there is a dream 
there he whispers 
cutting tales 
with sharp teeth
in my mind 

in he swims in calm waters
at the end of a long long story 

You are far...

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underneath 
             the rare 
   glimmer 
              of...

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There is a calm, a quiet calm, it follows
a storm, a war, a quarrel;

for example see, when the chimney-smoke
flattens, and lies above the red bricks and 
hunting cats but scatters at the gull's urgent 
zoom:

then...

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From here
I can see the morning ferry
pull out from the wharf
trailing its long tail 
of noisy seagulls, a churning
wake catching the sunlight
before healing to a calm.
I too would like to be healed,
to feel that quietening...

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The world around so quick to judge
They look but they don't see
No inkling what goes on inside
a mind in utter turmoil
If only you could find that switch  
And turn it off for just a...

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At day's end, I take in the last light
seeping into the dark waters
across the bay and keep it here.
I gather the sound of departing gulls
smudged on the sky, the quietening
settle of birds in the cypress...

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As deep stillness fills the evening air
Whispering leaves stirred by wind’s caress
The lowering sun gilds your auburn hair
The garden quietening now before night’s rest
 
Whispering leaves stirred by wind’s caress
The blackbird showers mellifluous his trill
The...

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Barrage ceases
Smoke disperses
What sight awaits
Of this human curse

New craters formed
On top of old
The soil in turn
Wars ploughed fold

Cries echo
Across bloodied fields
Single bullets zip
As bodies yield

Where once were men
Of families and friends
Wanton carnage
Conflict rend

Patterns of dead
Adorn...

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P    puerile in thoughts, embrace of adulthood, 
A    a growing up, where months are hurried to years. 
T    time frustrated delays, fast forwarded in pace..
I ...

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