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Saturday, 12 November 2016
Monday, 7 November 2016
The End
as there is an end then
to you and me.
So must the Cosmos cum
to a close.
N O T H I N G
lasts forever,
and ever, Hooray!
Because it is special!
to you and me.
So must the Cosmos cum
to a close.
N O T H I N G
lasts forever,
and ever, Hooray!
Because it is special!
Saturday, 5 November 2016
It is here
It is Winter here;
now the fires are burning,
and the black cat chased away.
Sun is close,
Earth on a tilt
as it's nature prescribes.
My ears went num,
walking for medication,
Mohammed, the chemist, and I
shook hands to aqaint ourselves.
I told him about the herse,
laquered tires and comfort;
the 'running man' in black doused by the rain,
mohammed's assistant told me " it had cancelled it's self out".
The black cat, and I stopped worrying!
A month and a while away,
the snowdrops will be out,
and I will set my mistress to paint.
A start of another year
on the Christian calendar,
and Mohammed accepts this.
Snowdrops? In urban spaces of green,
the young have not a moment to loose,
as the solitary Grandfather clock has it's
Weights balanced yet again
and Earth, The Earth prepares
for another direction......:
now the fires are burning,
and the black cat chased away.
Sun is close,
Earth on a tilt
as it's nature prescribes.
My ears went num,
walking for medication,
Mohammed, the chemist, and I
shook hands to aqaint ourselves.
I told him about the herse,
laquered tires and comfort;
the 'running man' in black doused by the rain,
mohammed's assistant told me " it had cancelled it's self out".
The black cat, and I stopped worrying!
A month and a while away,
the snowdrops will be out,
and I will set my mistress to paint.
A start of another year
on the Christian calendar,
and Mohammed accepts this.
Snowdrops? In urban spaces of green,
the young have not a moment to loose,
as the solitary Grandfather clock has it's
Weights balanced yet again
and Earth, The Earth prepares
for another direction......:
Monday, 10 October 2016
Another Poem then
LAP IT UP
5 A.M. ;
Animals of Forest,
to the side,
of this Northern landscape
I hear;
are quiet.
Some hibernating,
some will have to hang on in;
Quite and Dark,
no Wind.
A car,then,
on The Aways; Why? What? At this hour?
Through open
attic studio window,
hear nothing now.
This is my Home then,
Northern Domicle
Freshening!
An Orbit;
A long Sommer.
EARTH
has turned the corner?
I accept the change,
another season then!
So!
They are rubbing
their hands!
The Utility Company.
And will lap it up!
For some time.............:
5 A.M. ;
Animals of Forest,
to the side,
of this Northern landscape
I hear;
are quiet.
Some hibernating,
some will have to hang on in;
Quite and Dark,
no Wind.
A car,then,
on The Aways; Why? What? At this hour?
Through open
attic studio window,
hear nothing now.
This is my Home then,
Northern Domicle
Freshening!
An Orbit;
A long Sommer.
EARTH
has turned the corner?
I accept the change,
another season then!
So!
They are rubbing
their hands!
The Utility Company.
And will lap it up!
For some time.............:
Wednesday, 5 October 2016
And Autumn
............Some trees;
leaves already a hint of red,
.............yellow and brown.
Bristle then in the Breeze.
Green is the Conker
with a spike,
Children
back to school !
Merchant traders Make
a Mint,
out of that.
Mothers spent.
And an old man
takes an irish coffee.
To remember days
of lifting stone.
Of Crayfish Caught,
from a Beck...........:
leaves already a hint of red,
.............yellow and brown.
Bristle then in the Breeze.
Green is the Conker
with a spike,
Children
back to school !
Merchant traders Make
a Mint,
out of that.
Mothers spent.
And an old man
takes an irish coffee.
To remember days
of lifting stone.
Of Crayfish Caught,
from a Beck...........:
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