
Soon all these weekends will be an everyday thing as I count the days Soon my time will be insufficient for counting on just ten fingers Soon my every day will be weekends forever So I count the days
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09 Jun 2023 Leave a comment
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Soon all these weekends will be an everyday thing as I count the days Soon my time will be insufficient for counting on just ten fingers Soon my every day will be weekends forever So I count the days
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07 Jun 2023 Leave a comment
in history, painting with words, photo, poem, Poet, Poetry, poetry blog, wordsmith Tags: Brentford, history, Jemverse, London, painting with words, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, verse, wordsmithing, writing poetry
Deconsecrated hallowed walls to commercial gain Shamefaced the stone walls weep The ageing tower crenels kiss the sky and now glazed windows arch to residential pews Adjacent still, forlorn the church school doors etched into stone now hide the jubilant voice of eager learning faded into silent time closed to commercial mind Yet still an echo calls from passing years religion's words still cry to this edifice, a monument to former days saved from demolishment from those now re-interred
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Photo – Jempics
[St Lawrence’s church was built in the 15th century with 18th and 19th century additions. It was deconsecrated in the early 1960s and had become derelict until 2021 when it became part of the Ballymore led Brentford re-development project. As a part of the re-development, 850 bodies including the Commonwealth graves of two First World War heroes, victims of the 1642 civil war Battle of Brentford and builders of the Grand Union Canal in the 19th century were exhumed and re-interred in a Woking cemetery. The ex-church building has now been remodelled to provide luxury housing].
06 Jun 2023 Leave a comment
in Creative Writing, painting with words, poem, Poet, Poetry, poetry blog, words, wordsmith Tags: Jemverse, painting with words, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, verse, words, wordsmithing, writing, writing poetry
There once was a poem, it lived in my head where it churned and prospered and grew Words came and went, stanzas they changed Syntax coaxed old from the new And unlike the ones that I write every day this one shunned limelight and stayed mysteriously there in the background not yet to be up there, displayed But then one proud day it appeared on the page and encouraged my pen with its form the one it had nurtured all of this time waiting there in the wings to adorn My Jemverse poetry blog with the rest that I publish each day without fail hoping to illicit from those who read as another one here to regale
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Photo – Jempics
04 Jun 2023 Leave a comment
in Life, painting with words, Peace, poem, Poet, Poetry, poetry blog, sun, wordsmith Tags: Brentford, Jemverse, London, painting with words, peace, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, river, Thames, verse, wordsmithing, writing poetry
Spent a while with Old Father Thames as it meandered slow to the sea far to the east from where I was then down in the Thames Estuary As here I am bathed in late evening sun in Brentford, West London this week May's weather sees summer returning at last evident here as I speak For this evening the peace by the river is fine almost quiet in a London-like way slow with assurance now work's day is done to show itself to me today In a while I will wander back to the hotel but for now with contentment complete I'll sit here and watch as the river rolls by satisfied and relaxed and replete
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Photo – Kew Bridge, Brentford, West London – Jempics
02 Jun 2023 Leave a comment
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In Brentford, West London beside Father Thames three in the morning and still a poet with pen writes lines in the night to the scratch of proverbial quill Words tend to flow at this time of night for the mind is a curious thing and sometimes when slumber seems eons away the colour of rhyme will just sing But cathartic the rhythm and flow of the song to encourage and coax tiring eyes as the writer completes the verse with a flair it will often catch up by surprise He reads back and smiles at the words on the page which his pen has etched in the night before downing his tools for slumber once more dowsing to silence the light
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Photo – Jempics
01 Jun 2023 Leave a comment
in painting with words, poem, Poet, Poetry, poetry blog, Summer, wordsmith Tags: Jemverse, June, painting with words, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, Summer, verse, wordsmithing, writing poetry
I have summer and sunshine here in my grasp and I'm not letting go, so don't even ask They're mine and neither is going away so no fretting there as I start this display For I am fair June and the summer is mine so most of my days will be lovely and fine And you will be warm and blissfully free as you celebrate this, the summer with me
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Photo – Jempics
31 May 2023 Leave a comment
in painting with words, poem, Poet, Poetry, poetry blog, Summer, sun, wordsmith Tags: Jemverse, May, painting with words, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, Summer, sunshine, verse, wordsmithing, writing poetry
And the last day of May comes as June takes the stage with a bow as summer returns So good at long last to get a warm blast of the sunshine as strongly it burns So as May fades to silent with its last curtain call we applaud as it gave of its best and brought us the sun for long days of fun in exuberance of summer's zest
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Photo – detail from Vincent Van Gogh’s ‘Sunflowers’ – Jempics
30 May 2023 2 Comments
in Life, painting with words, photo, poem, Poet, Poetry, poetry blog, sun, wordsmith Tags: Jemverse, painting, painting with words, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, sunshine, Van Gogh, verse, wordsmithing, writing poetry, yellow
I met Vincent in a painting there was yellow everywhere two men who loved the sunshine for a synergy right there Cathartic was the moment though he's no longer here but the colour in his painting still brings to us good cheer And being in that moment with his life's work on the wall projected light in motion I with Vincent stood there tall
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Photo – Emily Rose Croucher
[Van Gogh Alive is an interactive experience of Vincent’s life work in sound and motion which combines projected images of his paintings onto huge screens, ceilings and floors together with quotes from his letters and compatriots. There are animations and stills, extracts and full works all condensed into a 45-minute rolling programme showcasing his prolific 2,010 work repertoire created mostly during the last two years of his short 37-year life, The experience showcased in Brighton as a part of the 2023 Arts Festival].
26 May 2023 2 Comments
in Creative Writing, painting with words, poem, Poet, Poetry, poetry blog, wordsmith Tags: Jemverse, painting with words, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, verse, wordsmithing, writing poetry
I wrote a poem with five verses one for every day which I could publish on my blog whilst I was away The first one introduced the theme (you read that yesterday) but now you will be wondering if substance I'll display And never fear my readers I'll not leave you feeling spent as never will a poem leave my pen without intent The only caveat with this is you read this through the week to find out with the fifth stanza that intent of which I speak So here it is come Friday no longer it's concealed a ploy that kept you reading til the purpose was revealed
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[This poem was posted over five days on Jemverse between Monday 22nd and Friday 26th May 2023 – one more verse per day, building up to five]
25 May 2023 Leave a comment
in painting with words, poem, Poet, Poetry, poetry blog, wordsmith Tags: Jemverse, mystery, painting with words, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, suspense, verse, wordsmithing, writing poetry
I wrote a poem with five verses one for every day which I could publish on my blog whilst I was away The first one introduced the theme (you read that yesterday) but now you will be wondering if substance I'll display And never fear my readers I'll not leave you feeling spent as never will a poem leave my pen without intent The only caveat with this is you read this through the week to find out with the fifth stanza that intent of which I speak...
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[Part V – the conclusion – tomorrow]