Long Silts Poems

' The gods' spake to all who had 'wide' ears...
but all they heard was Apollo's muse....'
   

How leavened my soul to search,
   
   wooly and wild to the waxxen...

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How leavened my soul to search,
   
   wooly and wild to the waxxen wind,
   
   how swift my wings though my fancy yearns,

   catching sights...

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Glancing down from breathless heights,
Amidst climey sighs,
The looming colossus awakens from slumber
And stretches across Thelwalls linear skies.
The hot engines hissing steam -
Recalled from fond memories long back -
Tumbling like huffing little rain clouds
Down from the...

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O burgeoning soul of sweet things 
   mellowed to summer's surge,
   with autumn's dim appraisal
   loitered to a final song of ditties,
       the...

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A raging river tenaciously floods
Tannins and silts combine to dark blood

A hut, just fifty metres, occupying their sight
Two men, cold and wearied, stuck for the night 

An adventure all planned, lasting a week
In the middle...

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Inspired Thinking

Inspired, I’m thinking
I haven’t an inkling
From where it comes
And where it’s going.

Crawling from a rock
Laid down atop
Fossilized dream silts
Beneath the rivers of
My mind?

Inspired, I’m thinking
Somewhere a clock is ticking
Keeping time to the echoes of
My...

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The waves lick the pier-deck beams,

   a boat has passed upon the lake

   to shuffle the song upon the wind,

   ebbing whooshes.....

The smoky waters still to tease

  ...

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*Image of Flying Cranes by Pixabay.

Zoetic Long-Legged Birds 

A crane flew down and stood still on its stilts,
          their necks straighten in flights,
   ...

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The day flows by just like a slow moving river 
washing over all in it’s path
carrying away the cares of those in need 
of this moment in time.

Moving down and away forever
as far as you...

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Between a sky of pale blue, streaked with white, 
and a glassy sea of royal blue, 
there lies a land of  lavender  rock,
where wind blown grasses grow in briny 
patches around weather beaten...

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Winter melts 
         &seeps
 deep below
     permeates
 cathedrals with snow

in spate 
      nature's blood

    ...

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hedgerows greenup-
nature's pastiche
awakens from winter sleep.

Quiet greets the Spring morn,
a shaft of light diffuses night 

snow melts slowly-
a trickle,unseen,runs free 
begins a new spring
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A babbling burn ,riverine unseen,
a stream of freshwater  silts sloping banks
the...

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