Eloquence

3 of 5 in the Jemverse ‘Poets’ series

Persuasive and fluid
expression related
the words of the poet
orally sated

Spoken with pride
besotted and smitten
the words which by craft
and by hand have been written

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3 in a series of 5 poems written about poetry for poets. Photo – Jempics.

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When we write

2 of 5 in the Jemverse ‘Poets’ series

In the small hours I sat
with my pen and I wrote
for the words were just flowing
and worthy of note
And they weren’t telling stories
at least, not ones of fiction
yet their eloquence still
came alive with their diction

And gave me a mission
I just had to commit
to the paper before me
with a whim and a wit
Words of a poet
with his art in the night
as such is the challenge
we have when we write

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2 in a series of 5 poems written about poetry for poets. Photo – Jempics.

Poetry for Poets

1 of 5 in the Jemverse ‘Poets’ series

Some words have nuance
others structure
which at point
or other juncture
appear to us through
inspiration
combining then
in aggregation
onto paper
onto page
for we are seers
we are sage
Life through words
here we reveal
in poetry
we daren’t conceal

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1 in a series of 5 poems written about poetry for poets. Photo – Jempics.

Pining for summer

So, winter has me in its grip
and won’t let go right now
Her cold and icy fingers
spider-like across my brow
Shivering, I try to smile
and brave the worst of it
But winter’s not what I’m about
and never seems to fit

For I’m a child of summer
something that’s been said before
I clamour for the warmer months
when cold knocks at the door
I come alive with warming sun
I laugh within its glare
And always, always miss it
whenever it’s not there

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Photo – December frozen puddle at minus five degrees – Jempics

Coming Home II

It’s been twelve months
since last we were
a full contingent
of ‘Croucher’
For one of six
who’s been away
from Oz is coming
home today
Christmas this year
life is sweet
as once again
we are complete

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Photos – Jempics

St Mary of the Harbour

So, there’s already some words written
about me as I am today
But there’s more to make the story
complete in every way
For once I was much bigger
cruciform in shape
Part of Shoreham’s presence
on the Sussex south landscape

St Mary of the Harbour
I was known as when first built
before my western transepts
fell to ruin with a tilt
Gone by medieval times
my nave in disrepair
My walls retained the choir
with the tower remaining there

Five hundred years have passed since then
yet still some vestige stands
reminding folk that once my size
was wonderful and grand
St Mary of the Harbour
I still stand proud and tall
The parish church of Shoreham
overlooking one and all

 

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Photos – Jempics. Top – the ruins of the western transept walls. Bottom left – filled in nave arches against the standing tower and ruined nave walls. Bottom right – St Mary of the Harbour today. See also Church – 29/11/17

Mother Nature (7) – Passion

Celebrating nature over
seven vibrant days
Her hand of wonder covered
in seven different ways

And what better way to finish
than upon a note of passion
Passiflora with its Latin name
for horticultural fashion

But to my mind its a dancer
to the music nature plays
which with every sense of wonder
serves to brighten up my days

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From 3 through 10 December, Jemverse has seven poems to celebrate Mother Nature’s hand – a different wonder every day. Photo – Jempics

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