Short Hamlets Poems

sea buckthorn in a dense hedge screen
between ceanothus shade green

by a trickling stream so shallow
willows shadow flowering mallow

stone-bridged hamlets nestle in the dales
ancient walled fields along their vales...

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Heat laden dust 
 fluff scorch searing 
desert plains---
     earth seems aflame; 

gust twirl 
   it's stinging grains, 
rays of sun bake 
 minds of us who dare & 

foray hamlets that 
   know not rain, too 
tame austere in name...

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A is an E without the O'w
someday F'ing comes 
others upon G loomy days

  Everything taken but 
the violence of the purple
violent eyes of her
own SCREAMS high heart 
and below oh supreme vowels
of  cerebellum Hamlets

long angelus is silent...

:: 12.21.2021 ::...

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A is an E without the O'w

someday F'ing comes 

others upon G loomy days

  Everything taken but 

the violence of the purple

violent eyes of her

own SCREAMS high heart 

and below oh supreme vowels

of  cerebellum Hamlets

long angelus is silent...

:: 12.21.2021 ::...

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On drowsy hamlets mobile hordes descend,
From tight-lipped forests rises a babel. 
Wanderlust is to distant wonders sent,
As fleets of long-haul birds skyward rumble.
Where massed footprints to virgin lands extend,
And sights are packaged for all to sample,
Coy beauties in nature’s bosom held dear
From between heaven and earth disappear....

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Brecon Beacons for pony-treks,
Cumbrian fells and bubbling becks;
Lake District views beloved of bards
Stone-bridged hamlets in the 
Dales with enclosed leas along its vales.
Snowdonia ,one thousand yards high 
reached by slow trains up to the sky.
Pembroke with its distant trail so 
long,
heritages for us to protect and prolong.

National treasures to preserve and 
enjoy by rich,...the famous ...and hoi poloi....

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COPLA 83 INVOCATION : This Bad Guy World

How many Hamlets hatch the plot
Or is Shakespeare just doing the thing :
Do the Dead care

Or are they in need of a slot
In the machine to make them sing :
Heard voices dare

Whose engraved voices rise to the ears
When the pierced coins jingle on the board :
Ancestors speak

Or is the printed word ours
Must King Wen’s and son’s come from Lord :
Echoed thoughts meek

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014...

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Rural so inspirational, how beautiful and pure,
Green pastures and the golden sun shines down on pretty lands,
Hills and rocky spaces blessed with native greens around it.
Stand on the edge of every rock to see far and wide,
The breeze swooning along the fields in utter content silence,
Such joy to see lush hamlets, distant woodlands.
Gathered nests in trees with birds singing so tranquil,
We come and go but rural stays, we enjoy the beauty of this rural way....

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Chase not what was autumn time,
Its vibrant colors that had once adorned.
Now fades away as the winter mourns.
But to savour thoughts like a fine old wine.

Across valley deep over moors and hill,
The Norse wind on his steed doth roar.
Through nook and cranny and frame of door,
With breath of ice like steel.

Ice maid for you enchant us so,
As you lay your cloak of winter down.
Across sleepy hamlets and the bustling towns,
Vestige remnants of the year now go.

© N Windle 2009...

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