Short Forbears Poems

in silence
the shire plods his path
in footsteps of the past

Note: On holiday recently,we took a trip by canal barge pulled this way.Very evocative for me, as on my mother's side,her forbears were canal people,and thats how they happened to arrive here in my hometown....

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The secrets of a mother are gemuine and true
The sufferings of a father go beyond the grass on yohr feet but are always untold
I struggle with my father’s footsteps
Sometimes I walk a little straighter but the booze is juat so sweet,
To what is left off me is for my and omly forbears....

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I walked the field where others trod
history buried,'neath this sod

Forbears of nature,above and below
now in scenes of beauty glow

Alive with flowers,insects,birds on wing
below,death's voices,no more sing

Yet once,the opposite were true
when this same moment,for them,was new...

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Cornwall is my homeland
And it will always be,
A large part of it surrounded,
Surrounded by the sea.

Cornwall is my homeland,
It’s where my roots are deep,
And this connection with my forbears,
I feel a strong desire to keep.

Cornwall is my homeland,
Of me it is a part,
For it resides within my soul
And is branded in my heart.

Cornwall is my homeland,
It’s where I will always stay,
And when my days are over,
It’s where I will surely lay....

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the leviathan strides alone
greater than any other, 
he struts about the earth 
with the decadence of a predator
whose enemies are long gone

None other has risen so far, so quickly, 
beyond the crusted imagination
of his forbears, 
eons ago.

But beware, mighty one
For the day is at hand
when all of your works
and all of your  progress

will be brought to nought
as your underlings become
your eternal tormentors.
In the battle ‘twixt man and machine 
Machine wins....

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