Long Verges Poems

Goodness, I nearly lost my balance on the spiral seashells and broken sea stone chipping matrix.
My quaint obsession with marine life and that skyline paradox blossoming so tantalisingly,  might be a source of some...

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Was this a bold  endeavour or worst-case high risk plot?
 In one sense I was caught between two poles apart  concerns.
One must never underestimate indeed trivialise a devilish 
difficult decision.
A decision that may...

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The year has finally yawned and turned       
Upon a half-revealed shoulder.
A vibrancy, intrinsic to a reemerging 
Enforcement of the strengthening light, 
In its deliberate and unconcerned   ...

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Do not vainly look in those remote
Places,
That, once, were acquainted with a 
Small part of me;                   ...

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It was a short walk I intended to take
To while away time that I did not have
For I had lots on my mind and hands 
So off I went anyway and I was glad of...

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They’re drawing the curtains in Dorking,
Lighting the candles and pouring the lotions.
Switching off TV’s and shelving resentments,
Checking on children asleep in the darkness,
Creeping   up hallways   like teenage lovers.
Stairs and hopes creaking...

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First you march through fields--
Green, but choked with weeds.
Until one day chance drops the Bomb
And the world explodes before your eyes.

Never have radar eyes seen beauty
Like this, the fire lily in spring,
Pyrotechnics bursting forth from...

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Childhood memories,making camps upon the moors
 wriggling through the bracken deep,
Making paths to our secret den.
Climbing trees,and falling too!
Moss on stones, glistening sun on stepping stones,
Swimming in the river...with a shiver.

Roly poly down the hill,...

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Am I fitful,
fluctuating, fluid? 
thin compass waver
as I jubilantly weave
lilac tree vignettes 
that weep or chortle,
rainbow figment curtain
rashly wished upon
in grain smudge zephyr
garnet sand raw vehicle 
garden common opal 
transit sidestep
to a multiverse 
of sappy...

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A Pinch of Pride

                            A pinch of pride...

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IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY : LXXIV

IF ever I had a country proud of its sacred Soul Patrie
And if ever by a long shot I was nominated - not spuriously elected - Chef Ministre...

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When I was a child
With innocence of pride
I believed in fairy tales
I recited nursery rhymes
I loved Christmas and stories told
Of a king born in a manger
Never to get old
I had hopes an dreams
To reach the...

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I watch him closely as his tiny forehead furrows in concentration. He is so focused, so determined as he clutches the puzzle piece with chubby, dimpled hands. He attempts to push it into place among...

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Clinging to sunny Bognors regal
skirts
At his Majesties most royal verges
The readied hand thrusts upon the 
lever,
And, shuddering, She forward lurches.

Clanking ominously over diesel fueled
growls,
Expediency, they said, was driven 
to ignore:
The raised up objections and anguished
frowns,
And...

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Once more I'm summoned:
Out of the soft grays of an almost-sleep, 
Pulled by your cries through the still murk 
Of our house, resting quiet as a stone,
The hour unknown, but one of the dead ones
That...

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When the little kid cups her tiny hands to catch the drops,
The water gets the shape of JOY.
When it flows at the green fields over the verges with a surge , 
It gets the shape...

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You are the most beautiful love of our lives
You make the heat of the sun soothing to the skin
You make the fear of the storm a simple excuse
You make the lightning an thunder sound like...

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his mind had entered a state of confusion
numb blank and befuddled on one hand
with walls in front 
and verges closing in behind
enclosed in a mixture of discomfort 
and pressure to move

stand still for a moment
a...

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If my usual wasn't so ordinary
And didn't span great feats of generic
It may just be shy of extraordinary 
A mediocrity so bland I'm hysteric

Enormity in normalcy's highest gear
Worked out so hard and never got abs
Without...

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All has opened as far as it can today.
A 357 magnum Champaign bottle
brings down a wild boar – clean kill.
Giddiness is inherently fizzy, 
dizzy possibly even deadly
we have machines to monitor
how open a person can...

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A car is not an essential,
Just a very useful tool,
But a lethal weapon in the
Hands of any inconsiderate fool.
We seem to have a problem
Making drivers understand
Because they own a tin box 
They don’t own the...

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Dawn
awakes
bright  cities
deep moonlit snooze
when autumn pageant’s
covert vanishing trail
exits on the sly behind
a stoic gem plinth while cheerful
denizens asses black grain pepper
clouds afloat as dark cobalt skylines watch

Gust
chill noon
might sense its
life hub platform
shiver between months
October...

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(The Appian Way was the main highway leading south 
from ancient Rome.  It still exists today, and is a beautiful 
stretch of peaceful, traffic-free road, surrounded by Roman 
tombs and umbrella pines.  The...

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The dormant seeds have awaken,
With little attention from human intervention, 
Grow all along the ignored corners of parks,
 Ditches, verges of roads, Cracks in paths, 
Waste grounds, woodlands, grassy blocks,
And even ruins of old buildings,...

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