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Indebted
Indebted
I took to watching slow dying sunsets
Marking the passing of the dawdling day
The trees casting their stoic silhouettes
Counting the golden currency each ray
bestows upon my mood and mental health
keeping the braying doubts and fears at bay
Accumulating natures gift of wealth
hoarding value like a miser stores gold
a solar bank that aids the commo...
Friday 3rd April 2020 2:36 pm
Morning calm
A world of desperation.
The face and the faceless.
Indescribable yet on the tip of my tongue.
Impecability holds the key to power.
I stare out over the city on my park bench throne.
The morning hours calm my mind.
Crows speak in their own tongue.
I reflect on a night of dreaming.
The number is 4.
Time to let go of what I can no longer carry.
My saving grace is ...
Monday 10th June 2019 2:29 pm
Aurora
This poem was written after a day exploring Omaha Beach, one of the D-Day invasion beaches of Normandy.
Aurora
Before the dawn the north wind rails
at electric curtains of purple, acid green;
soft and terrible sails
that drape the stars,
flare bright as crystaline arctic nights.
Shall I walk far through silver beech
to reach hibernating huntsmen? Snow-shoed,
can I f...
Sunday 8th October 2017 12:39 pm
The Dawn
among the blades of grass
Damp with dew
Clamouring with anticipation
of a new day
with its hues of pinks, blues and
smiling white clouds
was born to be seen
and exploded silently
All the better to listen
The fields cooed one by one
Even the surliest of trees
blinked in th...
Tuesday 1st March 2016 5:17 pm
Sunrises
Pink tendrils trail
the sky, gathering
in a salmon cloud
of dusky smoke.
Dark brush strokes
of lilac sweep the
skyline, getting lost
in the tangle of
inky branches
silhouetting the sky.
A morass of interwoven
trunks, like a spider's web
gone wild and
overgrown.
So delicate, so
soon lost,
evaporated, nothing but
a memory in
the heart and soul.
Saturday 19th December 2015 10:55 pm
Copernicus’ Commentariolus
Copernicus’ Commentariolus
The sun will never rise again,
although its early morning stain
still paints the heavens with a hue
of orange, red and purple. Few
will listen to my sad refrain.
I studied long, no doubts remain.
Though saying so risks Papal chain
for claiming this heresy true.
The sun will never rise again.
Look to the skies a...
Thursday 7th March 2013 11:49 am
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