31 May 2020
by Jem Croucher
in Life, photo, poem, Poet, Poetry, Summer, Sunset, wordsmith
Tags: hope, Jemverse, life, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, sunset, time, verse, wordsmith, writing poetry

So the sun sets on the month of May
and June is almost here
already we have seen pass by
not far off half a year
Unsure where that time has gone
it’s happened quite so fast
and life has changed dramatically
and looks quite set to last
But though I have some downer days
I’m upbeat ‘most the time
as life around continues
and the summer weather’s fine
So although lockdown continues
I’ll keep writing here til we
can celebrate and see the time
when we can all be free
©Jemverse
Photo – Jempics
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30 May 2020
by Jem Croucher
in photo, poem, Poet, Poetry, Shoreham, wordsmith
Tags: home, Jemverse, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, Shoreham-by-Sea, verse, wordsmith, writing poetry

Looking through to Shoreham
‘cross the river from the beach
reminds me of the fortune
I have here in easy reach
Equidistant from the downs
to the beauty of the sea
this little town where here I live
is everything to me
©Jemverse
Photo – the view from Shoreham beach, across Beach Green to Shoreham town – Jempics
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29 May 2020
by Jem Croucher
in garden, photo, poem, Poet, Poetry, wordsmith
Tags: garden, Jemverse, lovely, night, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, verse, wordsmith, writing poetry

Night time in our garden
just as lovely as the day
it really is quite magical
and charming I would say
And yes I may be biased
but when a things needs to be said
I think it’s best to get it out
than keep it in my head
©Jemverse
Photo – Jempics
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28 May 2020
by Jem Croucher
in Beach, photo, poem, Poet, Poetry, Sea, Shoreham, wordsmith
Tags: beach, driftwood, Jemverse, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, sea, Shoreham, verse, wordsmith, writing poetry

The driftwood on the beach tonight
was big and long and tall
and though I would’ve if I could’ve
I can only take stuff small
But I still took several pictures
at marvelled at the fact
that it was wedged there in the rocks
placed by the sea intact
It must have been quite something
the force that placed it there
wedged, unmoving there for us
to stop, admire and stare
For now it is a landmark
(or a ‘seamark’ actually)
standing proud and staying
where it is beside the sea
It’s not going anywhere too soon
although the sea might disagree
as another storm with mighty waves
might move it actually
Til then when I pass by this way
(most days as is my gift)
I’ll pause and pay it homage
as it’s way too big to lift
©Jemverse
Photo – Jempics
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27 May 2020
by Jem Croucher
in Beach, photo, poem, Poet, Poetry, wordsmith
Tags: beach, hagstone, Jemverse, lovely, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, Shoreham, verse, wordsmith, writing poetry

I found a hagstone on the beach
it was the best I’ve found
amongst the other pebbles there
just waiting on the ground
It’s flat and Barbara Hepworth-like
a tactile thing to touch
and it will now take pride of place
amongst those I love so much
For though I’ve many hagstones
which I keep in easy reach
this one is the best ever
that I’ve found on Shoreham beach
©Jemverse
Photo – Jempics [A hagstone is a natural thing; a stone or pebble sculpted by the sea with a hole right through. I try to find at least one every time I go to the beach – so I have (literally) hundreds. This though is the best I’ve ever found and is now on my keyring].
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26 May 2020
by Jem Croucher
in Beach, photo, poem, Poet, Poetry, Sea, wordsmith
Tags: beach, Jemverse, lovely, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, sand, sea, verse, water, wordsmith, writing poetry

Patterns in the sand
left there by the sea
sculpted by the longshore drift
so perfect and free
Sometimes with a pebble
or the flow of water there
but always with charming
of which I’m aware
This canvas is fleeting
but I will oft confide
whilst its there for a viewing
at the turn of the tide
©Jemverse
Photo – Jempics
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25 May 2020
by Jem Croucher
in Beach, photo, poem, Poet, Poetry, Sea, wordsmith
Tags: beach, Jemverse, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, sea, shadow, verse, wordsmith, writing poetry

Three shadows cast
by a streetlight behind
long to the seashore
waiting to find
what there lay in store
with mystery held
longshadow casting
completely compelled
But soon there revealed
with the lap of the sea
as twilight it faded
on longshadow three
©Jemverse
Photo – Jempics
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24 May 2020
by Jem Croucher
in Beach, dog, photo, poem, Poet, Poetry, Sea, Shoreham, wordsmith
Tags: beach, Jemverse, lovely, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, sea, Shoreham, supermoon, verse, wordsmith, writing poetry

On the beach just last evening
with Obi and Sal
we walked on the shingle and saw
with a glow in the east
a visual feast
as a supermoon rose for encore
So we cheered and we clapped
and stood there in awe
as it rose and shone on the sea
A wonderful thing
to make your heart sing
For Sal and for Obi and me
©Jemverse
Photo – supermoon rising over Shoreham beach – Jempics
[Obi is our 5-year old Jack Russell/Dachshund cross; he’s called Obi because he arrived on Star Wars day]
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23 May 2020
by Jem Croucher
in Life, photo, poem, Poet, Poetry, Shoreham, Sunset, Sussex, wordsmith
Tags: cycling, freedom, Jemverse, lovely, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, Shoreham, sunset, super moon, Sussex, verse, wordsmith, writing poetry

I found a freedom at sunset today
went out for a ride on my bike
Not many cars on the roads still of course
so I could go wherever I liked
Took a route by the airport at first
no planes on the field there in sight
felt a bit odd but then everything is
including an absence of flight
Crossed by the Pad to Old Botolphs road
the sun sinking low in the sky
peddled on down the quiet country lane
as tiny young rabbits hopped by
Paused on the crest to take in the view
the little church waiting down there
then whizzed down the hill freewheeling and fast
with the wind blowing warm in my hair
To the river and sunset over the hill
sinking down low in the west
Caught in this place where the view here I think
is probably one of the best
Then on home to Shoreham-by-Sea where I live
my bike taking me there quite soon
under a blue sky where in the east there arose
a wonderful new supermoon
©Jemverse
Photo – super moon rising over Shoreham – Jempics
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22 May 2020
by Jem Croucher
in Life, photo, poem, Poet, Poetry, Sunset, wordsmith
Tags: evening, Jemverse, lovely, peace, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, quiet, rhyme, sunset, verse, wordsmith, writing poetry

Tonight I found a sunset
as the river trickled slow
and the deeper blue of night arrived
above the golden glow
It was peaceful there and quiet
not another soul around
so I revelled in the moment
of that special place I’d found
And breathed the air around me
watched the light slip-slide away
as the sunset disappeared
at the evening of the day
©Jemverse
Photo – Jempics
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