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- And We Left Standing at allpoetry
On the death of a friend
from ovarian cancer - MOUNTAIN DULCIMER at DOGWOOD TIME at sharepoetry
arpeggios and
headstones - MOUNTAIN DULCIMER at DOGWOOD TIME at allpoetry
Dogwood and Mountain Dulcimer
and southern headstones - The Barrow Waits Upon the Crofter’s Widow at sharepoetry
Abandoned at high tide’s furthest edge – / load of kelp, rake and barrow stand / silent in anticipation. / / The sun reflects opaline / to match the fire in her eyes, / as the pulsing inner ocean / the waves without – / and she, standin - On Standing Lutheran in a Bavarian Field at sharepoetry
I come both tourist and penitent today / to this weed-choked and overgrown / parade ground of the damned; / cracked, upthrust by winters, crumbling, / a useless place of refuse and debris, / a metaphor of its time. / Barbed wire all in rust - Grulla in the Sedge on Wicken Fen at sharepoetry
Chronicled medieval, / yet known so long before, / I would this rescued fen survey / as did Neolithic man / living at fen edge and grassed island - / before the coming of the Roman engineers, / or the greedy titled lords' Hollandic drains - Grulla in the Sedge on Wicken Fen at allpoetry
A fantasy vacation
in Englands fenlands - On Standing Lutheran in a Bavarian Field at allpoetry
PTSD, guilt,
and the aftermath of war - The Sound that Stars Make Rushing Throught the Sky at allpoetry
“Bamewawagezhikaquay”
What insight is in a name! - ISLE of TIDES at allpoetry
A life without borders
has no centre - Trawler K991 at allpoetry
Dry-docked -
a fishwife all alone and watchful –
- ‘Way - Haul Away at allpoetry
“She’s aground! She’s aground!”
the call came down the road, - My Northern Senses Born Deciduous at allpoetry
My Northern Senses Born Deciduous - On a rainy Sunday at sharepoetry
This vista in my memoried youth recalled / on a rainy Sunday morning in my aged day. / / White gleaming forest, / these stunted trees row and rank stand, / seeming as alabaster in the noon sun, / stretching endless beyond the eyes’ compass. - Nagadawaso at sharepoetry
Kaanada Giisaadendamookaazo
- All These Be Poetry at allpoetry
Some, sequential words arranged according to forms as old - All These Be Poetry at sharepoetry
Some, sequential words arranged / according to forms as old / as Athens or David’s Psalms. / Cascading sounds, / crafted complexity / appearing simple, / fecund with meanings / to birth in us / some pleasant response. / / Or / - URHEIMAT and JEDERMANN at sharepoetry
Being a poli-ethnic migrant / I sometimes surf the Internet, / in search of my family’s Urheimat. / / I have a passport, though rather out of date, / and a formal document that says that I am / a naturalized citizen of a modern nation state. - Banned Import at sharepoetry
Paradox globalised – / macro-economics and borderless Internet / co-exist insanely with / exclusivist tribal identify / and cyclical ancestral wars; / while modern technologies / cohabitate with primeval sins. / / Migrant of these dist - "V-B" at sharepoetry
/ Grey as a field on a dusty day, / exhausted men sit and try / to drink the village dry. / / In the distance the earth shakes / where a geyser erupts / molten and deadly. / There a ledge gives way, / stinking mud buries, / and still - Домик, затерянный в Нортвуде. at sharepoetry
Мягким светом стелется снег / Лыжи дремлют - На заре новой жизни… с тобой at sharepoetry
/ На заре новой жизни.... с тобой, / Встречая ден - The winter of his war at sharepoetry
This memory of war - / most senseless and hurtful thing / ever contrived by us. / Memory intrudes / aching and non-healing / but true, / and so unforgiving / upon our lives. / / This memory of war – / things we do when we must, / - «Язык – людское отражение» at sharepoetry
«Язык – людское отражение» / / Вспомни правду в - Warsava 1943 at sharepoetry
/ Shabbat eve / / Living candles ablaze / in the smoking ruins. / / Pockets of resistance / ambush and hide, / strangling ring tightens, / sewers become highways. / / Children watch over ancient walls, / gleeful on playground - the Greenhouse at sharepoetry
/ / Ambling there on country roads, / mossy stonewalls hemming, / remembering Frost’s ‘something there is / that doesn’t love a wall’. / Here in a Yankee autumn strolling / tree-tunnelled twisting lanes, / private and recluse ante-bellum - Uillean those pipes they are at sharepoetry
Uillean those pipes they are that cry my Bardic heart, / and delve historic blood-deep memories, as I / in mystic interplay / listen to Chieftains’ haunting harmonies. / / Fingers singing his strings to my soul, / the cruitire playing in t - Sean Nos at allpoetry
Uillean the pipes cry my mystic heart, and delve historic blood deep memories, - Saying SORRY at sharepoetry
SORRY / / Iconic word - / liberates emotively, / meaningful / for all its abstractions. / Focused / shades of meaning / calling us / to healing / nationally. / / Patient word – / past forever distant, / yet always with us. - When coming unaware at sharepoetry
When coming unaware / upon a name once known / we dredge and sift / the murk of memory, / seeking fossils / of relationships. / And in them find the linkages / to the laughter, / amorous intentions, / long discussions; / or / accus - When coming unaware at allpoetry
When coming unaware upon a name once known - Chameleon at sharepoetry
Multi-hued changeling / displaying beauty yet / mistress of disguise / masquerading innocence / your rolling eyes / taking in / everything / stealthy after prey / waiting frozen / motionless / till movement blurs / from speed / q - Thermals at sharepoetry
/ / / Once launched / wing we this wondrous thing aloft, / this unseen / pillar immaterial. / Yet so strong as to lift us up a feather, / not machine, / to share with birds in gyre / this lifting force that drives / the scudding - Poetry? at sharepoetry
Poems as Picasso’s work / disjointed / abundantly / severed / aggressively - / a Guernica of words. / / Contrapuntal adjectives in line proceed at pace / pronoun lite / adverb rich / dark and light amorously entwined / round some - Thermals at allpoetry
Once launched wing we this wondrous thing aloft, - [ ] at sharepoetry
/ The Dragons Fly / / / At Vicenza two squat lethal dragonflies / on algae covered water trundle awkwardly; / give the ‘blip’ to engines warming / as they waddle towards November dawn. / Hesitant these bombed-up dragonflies, / weig - Syncopated Conversations at sharepoetry
/ / / Disjointed broken interjected / piecemeal avalanche of words / on tourists’ tongues more felt than heard / threads of meaning scrambled knotted twisted / out of line / bombarding senses intertwined / with attempts / at sharin - Syncopated Conversations at allpoetry
Disjointed broken interjected piecemeal avalanche of words - Hear Shevshenko Weeping at sharepoetry
Working at the Woodstock Playhouse / way back when, on a / Sunday summer’s drive, / saw a Ukrainian Orthodox church / set upon a Catskill mountainside. / Ornate, old style, heavy timbered, / absolutely beautiful; / enough to make my sinner’s - Kafka’s Hatchling at sharepoetry
Movement predatory in peripheral - / something lurking there behind the post, / some primeval green escapee / Kafkaesque. / / Miniscule, just now emerged, / - perfect miniature of its future, / as is hatchling – so adulthood, / brutal ap - Farmyard 1964 at sharepoetry
Weathered wood never painted / almost pastel grey / this house of four generations / stands upon a hill. / Oaks and elms surround, / and an orchard as old, / it seems, as Johnny Appleseed himself. / / Barnyard full of barnyard smells. - The Long Valley at allpoetry
One great sweeping valley hemmed by ridgelines - cosseting a village - - “Language is the mirror of a people “ at sharepoetry
Preternatural memory evoke, / “Die Sprache ist der Spiegel dem Volk.” / If into that mirror we communal look, / it becomes for us / the focal point of our / collective soul. / / For she herself who / to the ground of her ethnicity - Child of Nippon at sharepoetry
/ / No path here, / no trail by humans made / in sixty years. / Animal tracks and insect trails abound – / wandering, sniffing, clawing scavengers. / High canopy cutting light, / dense undergrowth making transit near impossible. / - Trains at sharepoetry
Anachronism – / / I / Rattling across Guatemalan fields, / gift of President Grant – / bribe more likely, / to pave the way for United Fruit / to dominate that Banana Republic. / This railway carriage / painted in fading green - The Filigree Cross at sharepoetry
Cross of silver, filigree / clutched in hand, / seeking mercy / in the hour of his death. / Wounded, captured / at Litani’s crossing, / Legionnaire lies now / beside the dusty, / bloodied road. / / Morning’s fighting’s done, / h - SiFi Poetry for Ageing Trekkies at sharepoetry
/ "Shu'Ynat Behtarg Grae" / / "Pennat Del" daryat daz yarrin ladahr. / Kos' chrodym bis Del Yar' ynat Kros chrodhu. / / "Penilar Pentar" min' prendu mindullar kontequimar. / Kontequimat Pentar, kontesquet ynat Oktillu. / / "Schravni - Authenticity at sharepoetry
/ Behold the vital ingenuity / of grace - / incarnation’s gift, / love’s unearned favour, / offer tendered openly. / / Fundamental purchase - / life’s blood / pouring down - / lien / against each human life. / / Take the of - Authenticity at allpoetry
Behold the vital ingenuity of grace - - Sacramentum Verbi at sharepoetry
/ / At poor peace I lay these / my gentle burdens down, / take up his yoke and cudgel / ‘gainst these blind / and porous bishoprics, / whose poor brokerage of truth / has destroyed the faith of many. / / Tunnel they now metaphorica - Festooned at our side door at sharepoetry
Festooned at our side door / each summer’s morning / is laid out / fifteen meters square, / a carpet of Bougainvillea / petals / in the colours of modern / Austria; / blown across / neighbours’ fences / in the night. / / The nig - Sacramentum Verbi at allpoetry
At poor peace I lay these my gentle burdens down, - Whistle of a distant train at sharepoetry
/ / Below the horizon / of consciousness it starts, / barely perceptible, / the vague whistle of a distant train. / Then grows with the / slowness of a glacier, / drawing stark awareness / from the furthermost boundaries, / trib - Eucalypt as Nitro at sharepoetry
Diffident day. / Heat-haze masking hills, / sun not yet broken through / inversion, / atmosphere boils unbalanced. / / Smoke from distant / bush fires / billows upward, / adding pungency to / hydrocarbon overflow. / / And rangin - Victim’S Dream Recurrent at sharepoetry
Doors - / ancient and neglected, / unoiled, / rusted from within / / Unopened doors - / kept shut / not to be reminded / what lies without / / Doors - / leadlight panes, / distorted illumination, / no seeing out or in / / - All Glass Inside at sharepoetry
Some glass - / thin as a whisper, / fragile as a light bulb / dropped. / / Some glass - / decorative, / frosted / and opaque. / / Some glass – / tempered, / tough, / imbedded with wire mesh. / / Woman of / the hidden - Scenes so Natural at sharepoetry
In these scenes so natural / find vignettes of life / beyond the confines of / sterile urban living, / wherein cut off / from all things animate / we rot in disconnection / from creation’s nourishment. / / *** / / I / Carriage ho - Robber Barons at sharepoetry
Cognitive dissonance, / worldviews unravelling, / plutocratic robber-barons / confronted by environmental change - / no longer / deniable, / avoidable, / postponable - / Their social value nil, / seek rat holes anonymous, / protection - Incident at sharepoetry
Body in the road stretched out, / ready for any passing car; / street lamp illuminates / attempted suicide absurd. / / Tyres squeal / before they pulp his face. / Passengers disgusted, / reluctant to assist, / must share a seat / as - Drunken Old Woman at sharepoetry
No moon, / night time drive, / girlfriend by my side / on country road. / / Headlights vaguely picking up, what? / Looks like old woman in brown dress / walking the centreline drunkenly. / / Slowing, concerned for safety / - ours a - Haiku Masquerade at sharepoetry
In the night a fawn / learns the touch of wonderment, / snow has fallen soft / / / Racoon climbs down from / oak tree den foraging for / food to feed her kits / / / Mayfly hatchlings hover / over water trout rising / feasting f - Nacht und Nebel at sharepoetry
Dedicated to pastors and priests who objected to Nazi rule. - Ah. Poor Alice at sharepoetry
Here I stand upon / this globe, / half way round the world – / as far from America as one can go / without swinging the rest of the way round again. / / Distance gives perspective, / and of course - feeds ignorance. / So please forgive my - Calling Cadence at sharepoetry
/ / The frosted air, / the dying grass / upon the field. / Autumn leaves flame red / on hills behind, / echoing cheers / of football fans / at Homecoming. / / Cadence called, / every muscle tenses. / The snap, / the charge, - Celebration at sharepoetry
/ / Highschool campus, / Crystal River running through. / / 40F - almost summer. / Drifts of melting snow / lie in the shade. / / Ice on river breaking up. / At its mouth, we / senior class men strip down / to hidden swimsuit - Coho at sharepoetry
/ / Highschool campus, / Crystal River running through. / / One comes. / Then ten. / Now in thousands, / filling the river from bank to bank, / as – desperate to spawn – / the Coho Salmon crowd, / fight for place, / and make t - Guardian at sharepoetry
Ancient cat – / Sleeps on the stairs next / to the furnace on cold days. / / Thin, arthritic – / same age as my sister, / who, / much older than I, / moved away / and left the cat behind. / / Named “Cookie’ – / my sister in her c - Driftwood at sharepoetry
/ / How does one / construct a poem? / / Some I think are like the purest steel - / product of master sword makers, / patiently formed and traditional. / Forged in the furnace of much affliction, / smelted and re-smelted, / purifie - Storm Singer at sharepoetry
[A chanted song by Silver Fox of the Abnaki, great-granddaughter of Two-Bears] / / Four sunsets the sea-storm raged. / Then three canoes of our men went / across the bay to Seabird Island / to fish and hunt. / / They had been gone thre - Double Irony at sharepoetry
/ Working our way / up Round Mountain, / checking fence lines / and repairing the flume / that carries water / to the ranch, / we chanced upon an / empty coffee can – / institutional in size; / Maxwell House as I recall. / / Old - Some Useless Advice for Three-year-olds at sharepoetry
/ / Oppa would sit in his rocker, / suck on his Meerschaum pipe – / nasty habit soon to kill him – / and endlessly mutter: “Tante Ju ist ein Ku”. / / I couldn’t figure out – / did he mean that his milk cow / was named Aunt ‘Ju’ – - Moratorium at sharepoetry
/ Old man / in Doughboy uniform / standing erect and / proudly at his door; / his private, silent / counter-protest / to this march / against the war. / / Citizens streaming to the Rally / by the Reflecting Pool, / every street - Entertaining Prejudice at sharepoetry
D.C. holiday with family – / federal land, / historic site, / federal laws – / free / to wander, / listen, learn / of colonial days / in Williamsburg. / / Two youths seek entertainment – / diversion from / too much history portay - Family Crest at sharepoetry
[for Celtic-Cherokee] / / Background hazy blue, / smoky mountain shade. / Circular shield, / tanned doe hide / stretched on willow frame, / tied with thongs of strongest sinew. / Writ on circumference / in Sequoia’s script– / “Dedee - Fountain Fire at sharepoetry
Chaparral – / humble wood reflecting The Carpenter / himself – / deep reddish-brown / when stained and waxed, / gnarled and bent, / makes the perfect altar rail / for receiving the Blessed Sacrament / in humility of heart; / a place of - One Colonial Day at sharepoetry
/ / Tin whistles, drums and tambourines / in the distance / signal a pseudo Mardi Gras - / approaching sounds and colours - / a post-Christmas celebration. / Tourists flock their balconies at Tower Isle, / cameras at the ready, / to w - Avian Caligraphy at sharepoetry
/ Radiant the thermals rise / from red rooftop tiles, / lobster-coloured patios, / and beach of coral sand; / the lifting heat / from acres of reflective surfaces, / pouring upward in the noonday sun. / Palms and pencil pines, / hill - Bear-foot Phobia at sharepoetry
/ / / / There is a famous Australian / children’s show / who’s theme song goes – / ‘There’s a Bear in there, and a chair as well.’ / I would speculate that / a chair is a handy thing to have / if you enter a room / containing a - Hospice at sharepoetry
/ This is her third admission, / her final one she knows – / but too long-suffering, / too pleasant to make a fuss about it. / Accepting. / At peace. / / I sit and hold her hand, / feeling privileged / to be allowed inside / the - that low, hollow, heavy sound at sharepoetry
/ that low, hollow, heavy sound / / / The night horizon / blossoms / with expanding half-moons / of light, which then / collapse upon themselves, / to be repeated on / another bearing. / / Pressure wave and / vibrations - His Winter War at sharepoetry
/ Rising up undesired every time it snows – / this memory, / unbidden, unstoppable – / bitter companion of sixty years. / / You look down and / see yourself, / covered so completely in / new-fallen snow / and camouflage smock, - Trails of those who cry at sharepoetry
/ “Dedeeshkawnk juniyohoosa” / / “Let us mourn those who have died”, / cried the People on their trail of tears – / “Indian Removal Act”: / this forced internal migration – / seventy federal treaties / bought with bribes and threats – - Widower at allpoetry
WIDOWER Rosebush untrimmed – - Gopher Pile at sharepoetry
A general informs the president of a new "ultimate weapon". - Long Tan at sharepoetry
Perth's 40th anniversary of the Battle of Long Tan, as seen from the viewpoint of a KIA. - An OZ DECEMBER MORNING at sharepoetry
A slightly tongue-in-cheek look at Australian suburbia. - Sharing the Wonderment of Words at sharepoetry
/ How have I begotten these? / I have no fluidity of words, / no craft, / no skill in shaping things. / / Yet all these, my moody children are – / vying for your attention. / / I gave birth to them - / in pain and anguish / and a - Mentor at sharepoetry
The influence of Dylan Thomas upon the author - I stand with you at edge of day at sharepoetry
The joy of a first pregnancy - Pen Name Anonymity at sharepoetry
Tongue-in-cheek look at the use of pen names - Twice I’Ve Played at sharepoetry
Unconsciously, ignorantly condoning genocide. - A Triptych of Silences at sharepoetry
Three views of the Vietnam War based on Australian veterns' accounts - Above Sunderland at allpoetry
Enjoying the Berkshires in Massachusetts - Out of the Badlands of her life at sharepoetry
a thimbnail sketch of a woman's life. - Habitat of Coyotes at sharepoetry
Habitat of Coyotes / / Crumbling red brick, / decorated with / accumulated tumble weed, / and gifted with a monumental view. / Porch of weathered wood, / lines of rotting wicker chairs, / once seating old and broken men - / the Old So - REQUIEM in a SMALL TOWN at sharepoetry
REQUIEM in a SMALL TOWN / [No. 5713739, 5/RAR] / / City fringed patchwork of flock, forest, field and herd, / luxuriously arid land, / painted in eucalypt and gibber. / In our stubbled fields, begging rain – / soils compacted by tractors – - Messa-O at sharepoetry
A villager in Papua New Guinea. - [ ] at sharepoetry
/ SNOWED IN / / Frosty day, bright with / winter sun. / Lake frozen over - / sable sheet stretching a mile. / The brook has ceased to run, / a meandering, / snow-filled furrow in the lawn. / / Snowed-in, and loving it. / A week - At the TSI-KA-MA-GI at sharepoetry
At the TSI-KA-MA-GI / / Formidably rough country - / densely wooded, nearly roadless - / north-west Georgia is. / / CHICKAMAUGA – / / Disputed territory: / Muskogee, Choctaw, Chickasaw, / Creek, / Shawnee and Cherokee. / All - This was Once My Home at sharepoetry
a year's view of an ecosystem. - Planes at sharepoetry
Aircraft I have flown in. - AUTOMOBILES - and a few trucks at sharepoetry
some favorite behicles I've driven. - INSIDE the GATES at sharepoetry
What its really like in an Australian maximum securtiy prison. - Poem for an Emo at sharepoetry
Poem for an Emo / / Poems, / like dormant seeds, / lie in the fallowed soil / of my life until the / Son shines upon them / and the good rain comforts them. / Some, / when writ, / succumb to the rocks and weeds of life, / or fall - Friday Night – Perth Station at sharepoetry
Dispossessed and rejected teens gather at the central train station, as if for a convention. - Angus Dei at sharepoetry
The Lamb of God defeating evil personified - One Colonial Day at allpoetry
One Colonial Day Tin whistles, drums and tambourines - An Ocean of Wind at allpoetry
comparing land and sea environments. - The English Publican’s Complaint at allpoetry
A British pub owner is upset over the musician he's booked, and complains to a patron about it. - There Is Something Good at allpoetry
A humourous look at ageing, with a little seriousness thrown in [somewhere]. - Avian Calligraphy at allpoetry
Vulture may be discusting in their feeding, but they can also be powerful and graceful in certain ways. - Driftwood at allpoetry
metaphors for types of poems, and my personal preference. - [ Sharing the Wonderment of Words ] at allpoetry
Have I really written poems? - I stand with you at edge of day at allpoetry
Enjoying a first pregancy - A Triptych of Silences at allpoetry
Three views of the impact of Vietnam on the soldiers themselves. - Long Tan at allpoetry
The dead watch the living honour them on Long Tan Day, Perth. - REQUIEM in a SMALL TOWN at allpoetry
Vietnam War, Australian casualty. Seen from his home town's point of view. - Kite at allpoetry
The nature and activities of a kite. - Mentor at allpoetry
A debt to Dylan Thomas
