Poetry Blog by M.C. Newberry

FOGEYS AND BOGIES

As inevitable as a farm track's newly laid dung

Is the poetry competition aimed at the young.

What about those who have progressed to age,

With long life to savour and flavour the page?.

 

I make the case for a competition for the old

Who write what they know and not what they're told;

Let's have more from knowledgeable old fogeys

Still rattling along like a steam loco's bo...

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MEDIA WISDOM

Why go to the expense of an encyclopaedia

With all those brains to be got in the media?

I heard the following from a press-preview bloke

Who clearly didn't think as he spoke:

"Obesity is a huge problem", he opined...

Obesity and huge forever defined!

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GRASS

Testing the venality of a politician

Does not require much erudition;

In fact it's quite an easy task...

All you have to do is ask:

"When you see grass

Would you vote to save it?"

or

"When you see grass

Would you vote to pave it?".

Would you bet money on what they'd do,

Despite anything they'd say to you?

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THERE ARE WAYS

When we met you'd been hurt by love,

The pain was plain deep in your eyes;

Punished by its careless push and shove

And being told too many lies.

 

I made a vow as I came to know you

True love would play its part;

Every chance I got I'd show you

There are ways to mend a broken heart.

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HEAVEN SCENT

She glided past me in the street,

Sweet, petite...good enough to eat.

And leaving - to mark where she went -

She left a lingering heavenly scent.

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LEAVES AND LIVES

From the tree, the leaves lose hold and fall,

Their wrinkled faded fabric, once glorious green then gold,

Evoking human lives meeting their own approaching winter,

Coming to their rest as the world turns cold;

Making way for those that wait their turn,

And like the leaves: they're beneath the foot or they burn.

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HOT (AND COLD) AIR

On a Stateside visit years ago,

I was warned - and with good reason,

To take care to avoid when hard winds blow

At the time of the "Hurricane Season".

 

The storms that have materialised

To reek recent havoc there

Are coincidentally appearing

With what is witnessed elsewhere.

 

The media news has been omitting

Stargazing's overheated surprise:

Excessive activity...

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PONDER THIS (2)

Love leaps high

And readily vaults

The high bar set

By human faults.

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PONDER THIS!

If you must fall in love -

Fall in love with your self;

That way you'll never

Be left on the shelf.

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THE PROPERTY DEVELOPER - 2017

Present efforts to conserve the countryside around the White Cliffs (Dame Vera in action!) -

and ongoing threats elsewhere persuade me to post this current comment on today's world.

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What care I for gate or fence...

Come - let us talk of pound...

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WHEN YOU WALKED INTO MY LIFE - audio reprise

For all who have found that "special one" - or who are still looking!  Be happy, whatever!!

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DOWN BY THE MEWSTONE - audio version

Come with me to the small car park by the fields of Higher Brownstone high above Kingswear and the

River Dart in South Devon where the track to the old World War Two coastal defences is marked by a

solitary tree.  Breathe in the salty air and step out down that track towards the sea.

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ENGLISH HILLS - an audio version

My thanks to Marcie Summers of Bristol for recording this poem for me.

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Our English hills like sentries stand,

Proud guardians of an ancient land.

Across their brows, God, ever wise,

Has draped the everchanging skies.

 

While in their valleys, gently laid,

There lie the ...

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DON'T MENTION THE ENGLISH!

I was giving some thought the other day

About the word "community"

And how being Scottish, Irish or Welsh

Can be boasted with impunity.

And how a multitude of ethnics

Within the population

Can claim a similar title

And do it with immunity

Yet if someone says they're English

Have you noticed - there's every chance

They'll be ignored or even derided,

With looks at be...

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DANCING IN THE DARK

So Brucie's gone and the world's in a whirl,

Leaving life with a final twirl.

Always full of vim and fizz

Sir Bruce Forsyth was Mr Show-Biz!

Multi-talented, multi-faced,

Your passing on seems such a waste

But not in memories of fun and glee,

As I see you dancing into eternity.

You gave so much and deserved your fame,

God bless you Brucie: Good game...good game!

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PULLING DOWN STATUES

The disorder and death in Virginia seem to have begun with disputing the aim/intention of pulling down

a statue of Robert E. Lee.  The man himself would have probably distanced himself from both public

statuary and the violence.  Offered the post of commander of the Federal forces of the North, he

declined because he considered that his first duty was to his own state - Virginia.

The A...

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TOLERANCE

Tolerance is a two way thing

That should never brook the attitude

It's somehow OK to go rioting

And be pardoned with some platitude.

 

It's not enough to command respect,

That's something to be earned.

How can anyone really expect

Respect for buildings burned?

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Far too many doing crime,

Too many of them doing time.

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HUG

We were chatting like most siblings do,

About the past and who we knew;

Of times enjoyed and where we went,

The things we had, the money spent.

But in the chat there came a pause,

Even now I can't recall the cause;

Then my brother's words came quietly:

" I don't remember Mum ever hugging me."

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STUPID IS

Stupid is as stupid does,

The two will always meet.

You'll see them at war with the weary Fuzz

On some unlucky street.

 

With mental toolbox short of a spanner

And willingly led by their noses,

Beneath some wildly brandished  banner

Rational reasoning dozes.

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LAST POST - closing the book

This poem with its musical setting joins my collection of verse recorded for a personal CD

by Peter Dymond.  The subject can be said to have been approached with the value of hindsight!

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There's this to say for getting old:

You take more care against the cold,

And value each new day.

 

And this to say for getting old:

You want to keep and not to s...

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YESTERDAY ONCE MORE - a re-post for the summer hols!

Intended for August but I mixed up my dates and it appeared on 31 July.  Oops.  So here it is again.

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Written following a memorable blue-sky afternoon looking out over Preston Sands, Torbay.

Pausing high above the beach,

I watch the children ...

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LOVE AND LUST

There are those who will -.

Because they must -

Call it love

When meeting lust.

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LIFE'S LOSERS

Once upon a time life's losers were boozers,

But now life's losers like drugs.

In their self-obsession

They lose self-possession

And fall prey to predatory thugs.

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SOLITARY

There seem to be many who find it scary

To be - or thought to be - solitary.

I've no such worry - and just as well

Logging on to W O L.

There is no other voice but mine

When the page tells me there's "1 online"!

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Doctor WHO?!

During the many decades since I was a kid

Time Lord Doctor Who was "the man who did"!

Now today's BBC takes the view we are due

A Time Lady Doctor Who - a woman who'll do!

But despite all the approving feminist calls

I fear that the Beeb is losing its balls.

Who next will we be expected to greet.....

Shirley Lock-Holmes and Miss Watson of Bake Off Street?!

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MUCKING ABOUT

We know of the "faces" that occupy Facebook...

And the "twits" adding twaddle to Twitter.

The first with its trivia-filled waste of space look

And the second with its bile from the bitter.

But now the net allows anyone a voice

Or so it can seem - hardly cause to rejoice!

The stuff that appears can make one despair

Or at the very least, tear at one's hair.

Those who can't sp...

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THE VIEW FROM HERE (2)

Americans from the pioneer stock of the West of that great country have a term for those they perceive

as blowhards and fainthearts:  "All hat and no cattle".

I was thinking about the mindsets that insist we must remain within the European Union - displaying

their preference for rule by a committee of various and varying political administrations that are able to

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FRIENDS AND ALLIES

Our friends and allies with all their faults

Are better than our enemies and their assaults!

If you judge, you may be judged...

If you don't budge, you may be budged!

Virtue is a wondrous thing

But, defeated, has a hollow ring.

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ONE FROM THE HEART

How come we hear "those who know" say

The heart needs exercise come what may,

While joggers drop dead as they go their way

And Stephen Hawking reached seventy five the other day!

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SOMEBODY'S GRIEF

Never politicise somebody's grief

It never helps facts become clear;

You'll risk being seen akin to a thief,

Stealing what honesty holds dear.

Better instead to link arms and intentions

To ensure a repeat won't occur

And reject out of hand premature mentions

Of blame that make focusing a blur.

Let the desire for truth be the spur!

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THE BLAME GAME

Give them the occasion...give them the day

And you will find they came

To play in everything they say

The easy game of blame.

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THE VIEW FROM HERE

Now that I'm firmly in my 8th decade of existence on this old Earth, it seems a good time to take stock...of the past, the present and the future.

I was so lucky to arrive just as WW2 was drawing to a close and although the years that followed were marked by real austerity with ration books still in use into the 1950s and the country bankrupted by

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EXCUSE ME

I know you'll excuse me when I write

In terms of envy, spleen and spite.

Holding forth in finger pointing finality

From my mountain summit of morality.

The well to do are there to be got at,

(If I had my way they would be shot at!).

Suspicious of their money and how they make it

Has me thinking of ways to take it.

And those that say they do their best

I find it easy to d...

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A TALE OF TWO CITIES

Look behind and you may find

A tale of two great cities.....

New York and London each defined

By two mayors and a thousand pities.

The difference as far as the fates agree

Between London town and NYC:

One mayor steps up to take the lead

The other to criticise and plead,

While saviours in Manhattan and North Ken

Are linked by courage - now and then.

No one blamed the p...

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PERFORMANCE

An out of power politico's art

Is about a performance...playing a part;

Projecting an image in variable focus,

Cue: Abra-ca-dab-ra and hocus-pocus.

A mug shot...a hug shot...kissing a baby,

Don't look for deeds done: trust make believe maybe.

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THE POETRY JUDGE

I'd love to be a poetry judge,

Know what I mean...wink wink nudge nudge!

Chosen for my poetical nous -

To indulge in wordy "pick and choose".

It seems that adding a uni degree

Would serve to see the likes of me

Complete a literary course or two

To hold forth on the likes of you,

And what you write and even how

You form your lines in lonely plough.

Be warned I may not ...

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LAND OF HOPE AND JACKANORY

So, Theresa May's political gamble following unpopular intentions became a busted flush, with Corbyn

benefitting from the youth/protest vote (see the result in Canterbury and various university towns for 

examples of that).

There was a song around the time of  WW2 that encouraged folk to "keep young and beautiful if you

want to be loved".  A political update might be to "be young and g...

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HATE IS NEVER LATE

Hate is never late,

Taking  its own time.

Hate and fate relate

To create the crime.

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hate;

BY ANY OTHER NAME

Does Mother Nature show the need

To define what makes a flower or weed?

Everything has its natural place

While Man decides to give it space.

 

The dandelion - or "lion's tooth"

Is one example - and in truth

Would be treasured on a vine

Ensuring its future as a wine!

 

Does Mother Nature seek to guide a

flea to be free of the web of a spider...

Or help the spider...

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UP FOR THE CUP

On the day when it mattered

They weren't going to be sold a pup;

The Champions' double was shattered -

Arsenal were up for the Cup!

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BOMBING GOD

It's said God made Man in his image

And if you believe that, isn't it odd

That these murderers calling on Allah

Are actually bombing God?

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WOODLANDS FOR SALE

I dare to dream my favourite dream

And I see my Holy Grail

Whenever I pass the sight of a sign

That says "Woodlands for Sale".

 

By a West Country road or Scottish loch

It offers a personal heaven,

A refuge from a tiresome world

In the highlands or dappled Devon.

 

I drive on by yet always look back

As the green hued mansions pass,

Their secret pathways tempting...

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THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS - a song lyric

Another bit of inspiration following a pre-waking dream that brought me a tune and the song title.

A completed CD song demo followed!

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I was sitting alone long after you'd gone

Wondering how love had gone wrong

When in my mind your face I'd find

And with it the words for this song

 

That night before Christmas

All on my...

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BANK HOLIDAY BLUES

A bank holiday at the start of May,

Another at the end.

So many motoring snarl ups

Drive me round the bend!

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LIBERAL THEFT

There's a presumptious impertinence I look on as theft:

The acquisition of "liberal" by those on the left.

How often it irks when they're used together,

With no mind to give any thought as to whether

It might well be the case that "liberal" might

Be perfectly suited to those on the right!

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THE BREATH OF DEATH

Assad breathed

And with each breath

He sent a breeze of breathless death.

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JACK AND JOHN

In the years following World War Two

Films fought it again for me and you,

And in their battles they employed

Two famous names in celluloid.

Enthralled, we watched and cheered on

The daring deeds of Jack and John,

Exciting us with their wartime thrills,

We acclaimed Jack Hawkins and John Mills.

They fought the good fight on land and sea,

And in the air - occasionally.

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CROYDON

I remember Croydon - on the way heading out of town;

What did it ever do to make morons want to burn it down?

I remember Croydon - suburban in each drawn breath;

What did it ever do to become a stage for death?

I remember Croydon - a place to be passing through;

What did it ever do to change from the place I knew?

I remember Croydon - far removed from airs and graces;

What did...

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LEAST SAID

Least said...soonest mended

Does not appeal to the easily offended.

They look around eagerly, seeking to get

On the unctuous side of being upset.

 

They trot out the "isms", (their bible in life),

Ever pious of pose, they'll disguise the knife

Of righteous riposte till the time is thought right

To drive home the blade in sanctimonious delight!.

 

They are found all ar...

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THE POINT OF McGUINNESS

I was idly contemplating the passing of Martin McGuinness when it came to me how much his

existence resembled the famous Dublin drink that his own name so nearly replicates.

In his life's glass was poured the black swirling mixture of the horror of the bombings and

shootings that butchered and brutalised so many lives; of the terror at the knock at the door,

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