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- A Cacophony of Mobile phones at allpoetry
. - The Plenitude of Age at allpoetry
for we are guardians at the gate
of oblivion. - Islands of Liquidity at allpoetry
. - Katherine of Aragon's Lament at allpoetry
I am old:
shrivelled with dispair and unanswered prayers - Contrasting Nature at allpoetry
. - Snowflakes are Secret Messengers at allpoetry
Fluttering and falteringthey tumble
Through the mid-way clouds - Gnarled November at allpoetry
. - A Bend in the Road at allpoetry
. - The Art of Drama or "What You Will" at allpoetry
. - So Death Come You Apace at allpoetry
. - September without at allpoetry
. - A Tree in the City: My Silver Birch at allpoetry
My silver birch
shivers light through leaves - The Lady's Reply at allpoetry
While you have dreams
you live with riches - Iceberg at allpoetry
. - Early Blooms at allpoetry
. - A Tree for All Seasons at allpoetry
. - Vision and Sound: a double etheree on Echo. at allpoetry
. - Blue Light at allpoetry
I am imagination's robe
flowing to eternity. - Haiku from Shakespeare at allpoetry
. - Hadrian's Lament for Antinous at allpoetry
. - Nature's Inconstancy at allpoetry
Bedraggled humans fooled themselves and their dogs
with the blessings of nature on sunny days. - Chances at allpoetry
. - The Call of Spring at allpoetry
. - Canvas Dreams at allpoetry
. - Silent Night at allpoetry
When chilled clouds weep frozen tears
and drop them into silence - Five Cinquains about the Twilight of Life. at allpoetry
years gone
leaving new space - Did You Say Blue? at allpoetry
For rudeness even to a pig
Is something I can't truly dig - Remembering Selene at allpoetry
. - Looking both ways at once at allpoetry
For past and present are but future's plea
To keep the Earth alive for all to see. - First Snow (3 Haiku link) at allpoetry
. - Fire at allpoetry
Red-gold drifts away into smoke
and smouldering coals cool to coke. - Chinese Jade at allpoetry
Its coolness soothes away all care
when loving hands caress the form - Life as we see it? at allpoetry
. - Winter is 'a little late this year'. at allpoetry
. - Autumn Twilight at allpoetry
. - Poppy Dreams at allpoetry
Sockets spill blood upon the mud, staring where eyes once gazed clear - September Delights at allpoetry
Then smoothe the new-ploughed fields
with twilight's soft breath. - The Seeds of Memory at allpoetry
Childhood days running through sunbeams - Earth Escaping at allpoetry
Innocent and fragile she rests suspendedin the clear air. - Nature's Confusion at allpoetry
. - Death's Lament at allpoetry
They say I creep upon them unawares / Regardless of their hopes and deep desires. / Or otherwise they plead release from cares / Of earthly trials and depth of passion's fires. / The griefs of Capulet and Montagu / - Fads or Fashions? at allpoetry
Oh, mini-skirted girls / spic and span in glossy tights / and bulging breasts, / dare we hope your bare midriffs / are clean as well as uncomely? / Oh, mini-skirted women / brazenly blousey / defiantly hose - The Media We Deserve at allpoetry
"We don't make the stories: you do" / our TV screens proclaim with pride. / With hands on hearts each pious crew / entices us to cast thinking aside: / these broadcasters whose only declared aim / is coining news an - What fellowship? at allpoetry
Society breeds human beings / ric - Fading to Moonrise at allpoetry
Autumn's meridian glows brumous / at the journey's heartland / and the sun's soft-setting / wraps late thoughts / in the evening star's gleam / in the half-light of moonrise. / Seldom now the noontide joys of you - Running for dear life at allpoetry
Blinded with pain and fury / and deaf to any thoughts / words panic envelopes us / as we run from the words / pounded into the earth / by thousands of fleeing feet. / Those feet shed tears / of hopelessnes - Fearfulness (cinquain) at allpoetry
A wood / left in shadows / &nbs - The Messenger at allpoetry
Reverent / & - The Aftermath of Total Wars at allpoetry
Weep not for all the loved ones who have crossed / Beyond the sunset to the realm of light. / Weep rather for the severed and the lost / Still travelling life's passage in sore plight. / Theirs is a jagged desolation - A Northampton Volunteer: 1914 at allpoetry
A gangling, studious young man was Ted, / A cub reporter accurate and keen. / No thought of volunteering in his head, / He loped along the High Street: seventeen. / A woman brandishing white feathers high / Pushed o - The Greeks had a word for it. at allpoetry
Zeus the omnipotent viewed his realm, / That wondrous molecule of pulsing stars, / And noted ruefully the myriad forms / Of human beings lost in constant strife. / Though celebrated sculptures praised his sway / In - Llewellyn's Mountains at allpoetry
These mountains breathe a mournful air / Aloof and awesome, hugely spare / To wayfarers whose arduous way / Is perilous, persuading care. / / The twin-peaked summit darkly grey / Is swirled in mist and silver spr - Waiting at allpoetry
There is a crystal sheen upon the sea / a silver stream which rests and shivers / upon the dark luminous waters / where all is silent. A spirit hovers / seeing the crystal light, / the pathway across the water; / - Apartment Block: town and country at allpoetry
Window:
eye remote and still - Thoughts and Flames at allpoetry
One yearning link with living human glow
until all sink beneath dark Lethe's flow. - Cross Purposes at allpoetry
Now an icon of death
its shadow embraces human hearts - Hunting Scapegoats at allpoetry
When scientists first toyed with making clones
What was the compass of their pristine thoughts? - The Old Mill House at allpoetry
In the curve of the river
swans white and perfect - Mountain Spring - (Etheree) at allpoetry
Alto tones of cowbells
drift downwards to the valley - Rainy Day in Looe at allpoetry
On such a day as this
gray with cloud-scudding rain - Tread Softly there is magic here. at allpoetry
Hush now: for magic enfolds the forest
and all is still - Insubstantial Links at allpoetry
Breathe in
at listen-hard - The Squandering of Children at allpoetry
Poem #1 is patterned on the final song in Twelfth Night.
#2 simply carries over the thinking in #1 - Travelling towards Birth at allpoetry
As I tumb.e into naked light
who am I?
