Moorland Ponies
...There are wild horses in the heather;
their neighing follows the wake
of hewing wind-wraiths.
The ponies are hardy and stout, they go
in and out of the clouds, slip through
swale and dingle.
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Categories:
swale, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Return To Peace
...The dice are cast. You watch them
As they tumble slowly away, into the swale
Where you rush to search for them.
But as you push away the sharp blades
There are only stones, wiped clean of numbe...
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Categories:
swale, confusion, emotions, imagination, peace,
Form: Free verse
Railroaded
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Design obscures Divine
Railroaded by a petulant narrative
Observe the perfection of a creation undone
Injection deserving celebration by the hallowed of darkness
On every point, a bu...
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Categories:
swale, environment, humanity, science, society,
Form: Free verse
The Tops
...up a steep and narrow road
reach the tops
wilderness reclaims a verge
of wintery snags
land juts and tilts
hauls out
lays treeless
clumps and hags
pitch up stricken soil
heap above the mir...
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Categories:
swale, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Change
...Waking to that familiar fabric of dawn, pink-hued
Hewn from the previous black quilted night
It dawns on me:
At a time, it shall prevail
upon us all, the unwelcome blessing of suffering
And ...
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Categories:
swale, break up, change,
Form: Free verse
Frog Legs
...You may not know
I have the worlds biggest toe
I also have a gigantic frown
The biggest frown ever seen around
I dropped a slimy creek stone and it went splat
And flattened my great toe quite ...
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Categories:
swale, animal, food, pain,
Form: Rhyme
The Unplanned Journey
...THE UNPLANNED JOURNEY
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS
I had a great breakfast gave a nice tip to the girl
I was late, had to swerve to avoid hitting a squirrel
I was really lucky when I crossed the...
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Categories:
swale, allegory, allusion, death, destiny,
Form: Rhyme
The Captain
...He sat all alone, drinking jim beam and coke
Looking out as the waves crashed ashore
He kept to himself, drinking jim beam and coke
As the storm winds would batter the door
He'd only come...
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Categories:
swale, america, bereavement, child, dad,
Form: Epic
A Winter Sun
...Upon this yearly powdered dale,
where leafless birch in talon-ed stance
come begging in their circumstance,
the snowflakes fell in silent veil
as thick as densely woven cloth
to gale a new ye...
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Categories:
swale, snow, sun, winter,
Form: Rhyme
Days of the Year
...The days of the year has quickly flown by
collecting aspects of serenity in the clouds,
for passing storms to stir the tremulous sky,
and try to make futility multiply in floods.
But from un...
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Categories:
swale, birthday, blessing, celebration, cheer
Form: Free verse
The Stone
...The tale below was carved one night
upon the stone, by candlelight
...most won’t believe, but some just might
.........most won’t believe, but some just might
Prefa...
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Categories:
swale, body, death, fantasy, kiss,
Form: Ballad
A Tale of Survival
...A naive grasshopper
spun in the death web of a starving wolf spider,
Providing hours of facination and wonder to the curious child
He too must learn survival of the fittest
the laws and rules his ...
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Categories:
swale, childhood, growing up, child,
Form: Free verse
Sizes Matter
..."sizes matter" chirped the hatter before
popping the size 8 and 1/4 on his head
and jumping theatrically into his bed
hat and clothes all snuggled into dreams
"things aren't always what they seem"
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Categories:
swale, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme
Free Land
...Beyond the paved two-lane with its solid centerline,
and bounded by NO TRESPASS signs;
beyond the turn-off onto gravel and the last barking dog
who keeps pace with my hubcap;
to a landing wh...
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Categories:
swale, nature
Form: Free verse
More Human
...There's a gift that man has, that's uniquely our own,
not in fishes, nor birds, nor beasts that do roam.
And we doubt that in Heaven, where matter is not,
that Angels can touch, this wet little do...
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Categories:
swale, introspection, life, nature,
Form: Ballad
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