03 Feb 2019
by Jem Croucher
in beauty, photo, poem, Poet, Poetry, Sussex, Winter
Tags: Jemverse, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, snow, Sussex, verse, winter, wordsmith, writing poetry
They said there’d be snow
Well, its cold enough
and there’s frost over all every day
But the sea air down here
on these southern shores
always seems to get well in the way
Yes, there have been falls
which have settled for days
in the past I remember quite well
But it’s still quite a rarity
for us in these parts
when snow of the settling kind fell
Tonight we will know
for that’s when they said
that the white stuff will fall from the sky
So maybe tomorrow
a blanket we’ll find
over all that we see by and by
And some time after that
Winter’s beauty we’ll see
Over Sussex at least for a while
Its crystalline essence
providing the prompt
that will always result in a smile
©Jemverse
Photo – snow on the beach, West Sussex, UK – Jempics
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02 Feb 2019
by Jem Croucher
in poem, Poet, Poetry, Shoreham, Sunset, Sussex
Tags: beach, Jemverse, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, sea, Shoreham, sunset, Sussex, verse, winter, wordsmith, writing poetry
Sun sets on a winter sea
Golden ‘cross wet sand
as we go walking at low tide
as lovers, hand in hand
Obi’s here of course with us
trotting at our feet
His paws wet in the water
and enjoying this fine treat
And though there’s chill upon the air
there’s warmth within the sun
as it sinks beneath the Western sea
now the daytime is all done
By and by we’ll head back home
but for now a lingering stare
across the golden water
as the light, it fades out there
For this is Sussex by the sea
and these view they are our own
Never ceasing to bring wonder
Here in Shoreham, we call home
©Jemverse
Photo – January sunset from West Beach, Shoreham, Sussex – Jempics
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14 Dec 2018
by Jem Croucher
in home, Life, photo, poem, Poet, Poetry, Sussex
Tags: home, Jemverse, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, sea, seagull, Sussex, verse, wordsmith, writing poetry
Although it is still dark outside
Above, the seagulls’ high
Tells me that the day is here
with that familiar cry
I’ve heard that sound ‘most of my days
E’er since I was a lad
It speaks to me of oceans
and by it I am glad
For home is where the seagulls are
here by the Sussex sea
And though I travel far and wide
It’s here I want to be
©Jemverse
Photo – Emily Rose Croucher
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15 Nov 2018
by Jem Croucher
in photo, poem, Poet, Poetry, Sussex
Tags: Jemverse, Monks House, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, Rodmell, Sussex, verse, Virginia Woolf, wordsmith, writing, writing poetry
Virginia belatedly
invited us today
to Monk’s House in East Sussex
down near Rodmell way
It was peaceful there, cathartic
A writer’s paradise
Where Virginia penned her novels
in a cottage which was nice
Nestled in the valley
the river Ouse nearby
Virginia and Leonard
lived together ’til they died
And today we went to visit
with the autumn sunshine bright
To see where she, those novels
was inspired to plot and write
©Jemverse
Photo – Monk’s House, Rodmell, East Sussex – Jempics
The writer Virginia Woolf and her husband, the political activist, journalist and editor Leonard Woolf, purchased Monks house in Rodmell in 1919. Virginia’s sister, the artist Vanessa Bell, lived at nearby Charleston Farmhouse in Firle from 1916, and though contrasting in style, both houses became important outposts of the Bloomsbury Group. The National Trust now operates the building as a writer’s house museum.
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13 Nov 2018
by Jem Croucher
in poem, Poet, Poetry, Seasons, Sussex
Tags: home, Jemverse, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, seasons, South Downs, Sussex, verse, wordsmith, writing poetry
In May there is green
as we walk on these hills
and breathe in the air
as a cure for all ills
In August there’s ochre
as the harvest grows ripe
and these hills bring a smile
from the grumble and gripe
In December there’s white
and the snow on these hills
serves as reminder
that this is Sussex still
©Jemverse
Photo – The Sussex hills looking to Fulking Escarpment – Jempics
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10 Nov 2018
by Jem Croucher
in Beach, home, photo, poem, Poet, Poetry, Sea, Sussex
Tags: beach, home, Jemverse, ocean, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, sea, Sussex, verse, water, wordsmith, writing poetry
If I do nothing else today
the one thing I will do
Is sit down on the beach a while
and watch the lovely view
For I will never tire of this
The sea, the sky, the sun
Particularly when like now
My working day is done
Encapsulating promise
when there’s no one else around
I love to sit here on my own
and listen to the sound
As waves upon this Southern shore
with tidal waters turn
and echo to the silence
I will never, ever spurn
Reflected blue of seascape
above as down below
I cannot think of anything
to better this I know
And here in beach hut heaven
I can watch it all day long
Just listening to the sweet refrain
The oceans’ happy song
©Jemverse
Photo – Jempics
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23 Oct 2018
by Jem Croucher
in home, poem, Poet, Poetry, Sea, Sussex, Travel
Tags: home, Jemverse, ocean, poem, poet, Poetry, poetry blog, rhyme, sea, Sussex, travel, verse, writing poetry
I’ve sat by the sea in Croatia
I’ve set by the sea in Spain
I’ve sat by the sea in Turkey and Greece
but it’s never quite been the same
I’ve sat by the sea in Gibraltar
I’ve sat by the sea in France
I’ve sat by the sea in Montenegro and Crete
but it’s always like taking a chance
For when I sat by the sea here in Sussex
there’s no asking for anything more
As it excludes a peace that makes my soul shine
by Southern England’s home shore
©Jemverse
Photo – the Sussex Sea – Jempics
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