Water Northern Poems

There is a large cattle property in the Northern Territory of Australia
   where the bores are named after Famous cricketers and that prompted...

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They called you Grandma - 
         matriarch of Taiaroa Head. 
Your husband of seventeen years, Blue Green,
...

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My boy and I hung over the Elk Rapids dam railing
Shirtless
With lines swung in the churning water
The iron hum of turbines rattling through our elbows

He...

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There are caps on the water, snowflakes in the sun
This mixed weather day is welcoming fun!
Left over happy leaves are blowing free
Clouds are scattered in...

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As winter hazes of January spraying
While I was meditating on how
To write this riveting poem which
Seemed to be for someone who
I never cast in my...

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aurora borealis spiritual realm
ethereal water paint leaves me breathless
God’s handiwork, His paintbrush at the helm.
reverent silence,  heavenly caress,

ethereal water paint leaves me breathless
wonderment complete...

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SUN SAT DOWN, NITE ROLLED IN,
BRINGING ALONG HIS WHISPERING WINDS.
FROST ARRIVED WITH COLD AND CHILL.
THEY WERE ALL EXCITED, EXPECTING A THRILL.
MOON WAS LIT, BUT STILL...

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It was Christmas Eve, a Thursday
On the Northern Express Christmas Train
We were on our way north through the wilds
And our  destination was to be...

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The Love Cup, Northern Stars.

by 

Lem Griffiths

September, 2,016


Dash it.., 
Dash it all says I.., 
Through bars - I espy.
Their 'eaven, their night sky.

Well.., dash it.,...

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NORTHERN   ENGLAND

Steep hills and sudden

Gouged by ice, and water-formed -

This is no  civilized  landscape gentle

With  demesne and orchard

And sun-kissed downland...

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The Northern Lagoon


A rare circle of cool water
Trapped between two meandering outlets
One flowing directly from the east
The other streaming from the west
Between a mighty mountain...

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Northern Skies

Northern skies
Crystal blue
Fluffy clouds
Cold air from Canada
Clouds darken
Snow flies
Burying the Earth
Hiding life
Skies clear
The sun returns
Melting snow
Fills rivers
Overflowing banks
Fresh water flows
Touching the ocean
Evaporating in southern...

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A sense of the sacred
permeates these grounds
where El Santo Niño de Atocha walks

A sense of the truly holy
infuses the wind in the air,
the leaves in...

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