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The Young Yew
In benign spring sunshine the field waits, as all fields are waiting, for the burst of bud and spurt of blade to finally wake after the long winter. Dotted about are signs of scattered feed for vanished ponies. An abandoned bucket, its garish … Continue reading
Posted in death, garden, melancholy, natural world, Uncategorized
Tagged Nature, Poisonous Yew, Spring
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He died in France
My father died in France in high summer. One bitter-sweet memory was buying fruit from a street market to tempt his failing appetite. Cherries, ripe, red from a Rouen market, cupped in her hand. His hand, pale and still, in … Continue reading
Posted in death, Dversepoetry, Family, Life writing, melancholy, memories, online writing, poet, poetry, poets, seasons, Uncategorized, writer, writing
Tagged death, family, France, Fruit, Fruit market, poet, poetry, poetry. writer, Rouen, writer
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Last Train Journey for Dverse Poetry
I just couldn’t resist this in answer to Claudia’s prompt on Dverse… The pauper and the Spanish gentleman, a seamstress, apprentice, clerk and engineer; the builder, inn-keeper, much loved wife; a flower girl, a thief, doctor and solicitor slumber side … Continue reading
Posted in death, Dversepoetry, funeral, poet, poetry, Uncategorized, writer, writing
Tagged Brookwood, Burial, Cemeteries, Cemetery, Coffin, death, Dverse poets' pub, poetry. writer, Surrey
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Still Doing his Bit
Still Doing his Bit Every card and plastic flower rain-soaked soft toy, he collects with aching fingers broken heart ; this old soldier marching now on battery power fills the shopping basket on his red, mobility scooter and lurches, wide … Continue reading
Posted in death, funeral, poet, poetry, Uncategorized, war, writing
Tagged afghanistan, Normandy, poetry. writer, war, Wootton Bassett, writer
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Not Trained for This
As always, a great article at One Stop Poetry, by Shay (Fireblossom). It is on free verse again – and the poem that came at first was iambic and blow me if I didn’t keep walking into rhymes! Some I … Continue reading
Posted in death, Family, free verse, heroes, One Stop Poetry, poet, Uncategorized, war, writer
Tagged Free verse, one stop poetry, Online Writing, poetry, war
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I place my heart
Finish the Poem.com provided the first line for this poem, and while I was considering it I was hearing of increased bombing in Libya and the death of two more soldiers in Afghanistan. I place my heart in the hands … Continue reading
Posted in death, hope, poet, poetry, politicians, Uncategorized, war, writer, writing
Tagged inspiration, poet, poetry. writer, war, writer, writing
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One Stop Poetry – Friday poetically
The Knight – Repentant So many dreams of greatness, So much pride, – the quest, my Badge of honour, worn jauntily. Of all the battles won, obstacles Overcome – this last, the swamp Of knowledge, cost mightily. Here I learned … Continue reading
Posted in death, One Stop Poetry, poet, poetry, Uncategorized, writer, writing
Tagged death, friday, heroes, knights, one stop poetry, perspective, poetry. writer
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One Stop Poetry – a triolet
When another soldier dies I always think about their kids, their mothers, fathers, husbands, wives . When another soldier dies what arc of pain from that demise – so many lives that hit the skids when another soldier dies. I … Continue reading
I wish we could have sung for her…
It was a fitting day for it, sun shining bright and hard in a flinty sky. The bitter wind chilled hands so they could be warmed by ‘why do we only meet at funeral’ handshakes. Gentle words spoken, memories … Continue reading
Shaggy dogs and heroes
That a brave young soldier died of the wounds he incurred while working with his dog to find weapons and explosives is more than sad, it is distressing. Only a week or two ago I read of the work these … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, death, dogs, Family, heroes, poet, poetry, research, Uncategorized, war, writer, writing
Tagged afghanistan, andrew motion, death, dogs, heroes, IEDs, jazz poetry, poet, poetry, war, writer, writing
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