What is poetry?

A collection of words with juxtaposition
Crafted into some lines
That speak of my life and the things that I see
To capture a few of those times

It’s the nuance they have and the mystery too
that capture imagination
And the joy of finding a stanza to fit
Within gift and my arbitration

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Inspired by the Go Dog Go cafe posting ‘What is Poetry?‘ on 3 August

Contrasts

Today features something quite rare for Jemverse – a repost. But I’ve an ulterior motive, because this is the result of a collaboration with Nadine Jordan of Sacramento for The Neighbourhood’s ‘Cities’ project. It was published on ‘The Public Blogger‘ on 26 July. Mine are the first, third and final stanzas…

[NB – in case you wonder from the title pic below…I’m originally from Bristol!]

The Neighborhood

poetry stage

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from Limerick Ireland
Translation by Goitse

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Contrasts


CONTRASTS a poetry duet

by Jeremey J Croucher of Jemverse, Sussex UK
& Nadine Jordan Sacramento via Montreal

There’s no metaphor here
and no hidden meaning
This picture you see
Isn’t sly or concealing
It’s not trying to hide
with devious intent
or deceive and
beguile to your detriment

All the tall buildings
Hiding the sky; boldly
Enclosed under the clouds
People are kneeling and feeling proud
Screams of “Black lives matter”
“Blue lives matter” “All lives matter”
I do know that city life matters
The cold cement of my surroundings
Makes for a quiet, unmoving peace

So what do you see
in this green open space
Is it somewhere you feel
that could satisfy grace?
Or does it conjure up something
that instead mystifies
about which you ate
puzzled and have long agonized


The magical wonder of urban life

Cafes…

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Help for a haiku

Stuck in a Haiku?
Feel that you’ve nowhere to go?
Why not try Tanka?
Two extra lines to play with
and thirty-one syllables

©Jemverse

Photo – Haiku from ‘Kito’ (1740 – 1788) – Jempics

Inspired by a blog posting on 30 July from ‘The Reluctant Poet

Both ‘haiku’ and ‘tanka’ are Japanese poetry forms. Haiku comprises three lines with a syllabic sequence of 5,7,5; Tanka comprises five lines with a syllabic sequence of 5,7,5,7,7

The backside of the night

At the backside of the night
I gave in, got up and then
tippy-toeing down the stairs
grabbed my book and pen

At the backside of the night
I smiled as morning came
A band of gold out to the east
with poetry there again

At the backside of the night
I laid my pen to rest
and thanked it for persistence
for these times are often best

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Pingbacks to The Reluctant Poet for the encouragement and to Sailor Poet (and TBOTN) for the inspiration.

Writing at night

In the small hours when
silence is my company
And my pen scribbles words
as they flow fancy free
The verse and the rhyme
to the page come with ease
So this is the time that
the poet will seize

My craft in the making
no distraction to cast
The silence consuming
the prose firm and fast
These are moments to cherish
to have and to hold
The words captured here
more precious than gold

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

A journey begun

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I try to write a poem every single day
Sparing time for words about working or just play
About eating stuff or sleeping or drinking cups of tea
Or listening to music or walking by the sea

Sometimes I can’t find a pen (at least one that I like)
which is a bit frustrating and unhelpful to my psych
For writing is a part of me and the journey I’ve begun
So I need to get some verses out before a day is done

I’ve said before that this can be about ‘most anything
For I have the knack it seems to make words come alive and sing
So even if the subject is one verging on the boring
The way I’ll craft the words will keep the reader there from snoring

So I’ll just keep on writing and publishing each day
And I know that folk will join me for the journey on the way
They’ll share a little, read some words, enjoy a verse or two
And mention this is passing which will bring it back to you

So the circle replicates itself on the journey we’ve begun
One that tells of life in words, of ‘joie de vivre’ and fun
Wordsmithery in crafted words from me ‘most every day
Partnered by the readers who’ve joined me on the way

©Jemverse

Writing

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A problem that we poets face
with discomfort and malaise
Is to not feel much like writing
for days and days and days
But then all of a sudden
something will inspire
And then not much can stop us
as we really are on fire

And it doesn’t have to really be
much of significance
Just something seen in passing
not to merit second glance
Like a flower or a raindrop
or a sunrise or the sea
All of these things and many more
Inspire our poetry

©Jemverse

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