Shingle Poems - Poems about Shingle

...A mackerel sky fillets a fish scaled village, an ear clapping, full sailed, fog moors itself to the rooftops, then hides all in a breezeless blear. Rheumy eyes peep out from nets, damp noses s......

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...COLLECTION VIDUAGE Tall nettles- the dutch hoe rusting in the shed. Lanterne #5 a sea mist rolls inshore- daydreams deluge me Lanterne#18 Blind alleys so......

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...the dream therapist put out his shingle for a mere sixty dollars he will interpret your dream If you dream of a turtle, it means life is slowing down If you dream of a fish, you are trying to be......

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...I'm fifteen darkwater dreaming or drowning adrift and alone on the ocean of the bathroom floor tossed on tidal waves of pain pearled with perspiration a clattering clutch of shells contracting......

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...quaternion looks poetically (using any form)at a topic from 4 aspects - in this example seasons WINTER in anger- whips up the waves, pounds the shingle shore SPRING in action- brings ......

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...WINTER in anger- whips up the waves, pounds the shingle shore SPRING in action- brings to life and feathers its nest SUMMER so lazy- rests the soul and flowers the land AUTUMN so ......

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...To Give and to Receive (Part I) By Franklin Price 05/08/2023 Looking back upon my life To the days when I was young Did not know where I was going My shingle not yet hung Was the youngest......

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...Ever moving The migration by wind and water As the sands shift with time Changing the face The feel The look. As sea laps, wind blows Longshore drift Collect Deposit Ever moving sands Pass......

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...The agony He is not driving today to Lisbon to see a surgeon who will check if the operation was successful The nervous tension of the day of waiting has brought in the shingle an illness so u......

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...Taking the vaccine for shingles Two shot series, not a single They say the second more than tingles Makes you not want to intermingle That’s okay, I’ll write a jingle About an empty can of Pring......

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...copper burns across an endless sky competing caws claim salt, surf and sand sailing high above slowly sagging carcasses long forgotten at the edge of the world buckled rails swim over a s......

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...wobbling earth Phoebus slipover & winkling horizon mind thrums cliffhanging ......

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...I have walked on the grinding edge of my wind-sharpened shores, have talked of myself beside the surf of myself. I am grown thin in the service of speaking......

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...Myrtle Parker Myrtle Parker lived on the Riviera, That’s the English one not the French. Her favourite tipple is Red Currant Cider, Only beverage her thirst would quench. Never did she marry......

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...The steep steps go down the winding wash, along the plodded cobbles between the cottages with their smuggling hollows, their sleet rinsed eaves. Beyond the scarp the bay tumbles over shingl......

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