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Change | poetry from the sea
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Poetry from the sea. Poems inspired by or about the sea. Laquo; Stranger on a shore. Roads book 1 is out! A firm, fast raising of the sea, the beach. Now changing, heavy waves come rolling by,. Above it black and torment in the sky:. I’m scared, as nothing looks the same to me. A greater power comes to mingle with my life,. A whirling dance of yellow-orange leaves. Invites me to go far from my believes. From now on there shall be no gravity. A grain of sand contains all of the world. From your own site.
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Poetry from the sea. Poems inspired by or about the sea. On December 4, 2014 by Ina. A firm, fast raising of the sea, the beach. Now changing, heavy waves come rolling by,. Above it black and torment in the sky:. I’m scared, as nothing looks the same to me. A greater power comes to mingle with my life,. A whirling dance of yellow-orange leaves. Invites me to go far from my believes. From now on there shall be no gravity. A grain of sand contains all of the world. And billions of them wash away unseen.
Concert | poetry from the sea
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Poetry from the sea. Poems inspired by or about the sea. Stranger on a shore. I sing flat on empty beaches when I’m scared. And hum there when everything seems alright;. It’s my private concerto for fright and for joy,. Not meant for anyone else to be heard. Sometimes a seagull joins in for a while. Or the rain is singing refrains with the bird. On misty days, it’s the monotone horn. Setting the tune for the song. The sea as reliable baritone, old and grumpy,. Though sometimes cheerful his voice. Leave a...
The tide turning | poetry from the sea
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Poetry from the sea. Poems inspired by or about the sea. When the tide was almost turning, waves paused,. All seemed on hold. The clouds stopped moving on,. And we had time to find out what had caused. The gap between us, as so much had gone. We stood there, not in water, not on land;. A seagull awaited our decision. There was no sound, no movement on the strand. What were we both trying to envision? Then there it was: this lightning struck above. The waves began to move up on the beach,.
Love | poetry from the sea
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Poetry from the sea. Poems inspired by or about the sea. Laquo; Sea shells. A rage, a twister coming out of the blue sky. But based on what, but made of what? It’s only air,. This devastation from the clouds, heaven’s revenge,. Such is your love. And I can’t shelter anywhere. A tidal wave to flood the lonely beach, my skin. Was waiting for your touch and I go down once more. As we unite, my hair get’s tangled in your grip. Such is your love. A twister coming to the shore. Or will you stay? Build a websit...
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Migrants | Gonecycling (again)
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Still riding. Still writing. Still wondering. Monday 29 June 2015. Monday 29 June 2015. They come in numbers now. Each new dawn brings. Another band of travellers. Steely cries. Slice through the breathless air; sharp sickle wings. Unceasing in their scything of the skies. The sleepless nights and restless, unmapped days. Have brought them up from Africa, through Spain. And France, their single thought to feed, and raise. Their young. So much to lose, and all to gain. Vanishing act →. 8230;and the follow...
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Work creation | Gonecycling (again)
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Still riding. Still writing. Still wondering. Thursday 5 February 2015. Nobody’s closed a coal mine down. Or shut a shipyard in this town. No locked gates at a lumber mill;. No steel plant dark and cold, but still. It’s ten am and here I am:. Laid off, redundant. Not a damn. Thing I can do about it; they. Don’t seem to need this man today. Is all. Meanwhile, more bills arrive. I know that, somehow, we’ll survive. We always do but life has left. Me on the sidelines. I’m bereft. In foundry, field, refinery,.
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Still riding. Still writing. Still wondering. Tuesday 17 February 2015. We’re painting her bedroom. The little-girl pink. That she’s had on her walls ever since she was six. Has to go, we’ve been told. But it seems they don’t mix. Shades that truly reflect how fourteen-year-olds think. There’s an ocean of blues and a wide yawn of beige:. Peach, magnolia, lavender, calicos, creams. Way too placid and pale for her dramas and dreams;. Far too subtle and soft for this high-contrast age. Our own heads; to the...
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Whatever Green | Gonecycling (again)
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Still riding. Still writing. Still wondering. Tuesday 17 February 2015. We’re painting her bedroom. The little-girl pink. That she’s had on her walls ever since she was six. Has to go, we’ve been told. But it seems they don’t mix. Shades that truly reflect how fourteen-year-olds think. There’s an ocean of blues and a wide yawn of beige:. Peach, magnolia, lavender, calicos, creams. Way too placid and pale for her dramas and dreams;. Far too subtle and soft for this high-contrast age. There is, inside your...
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Rhymes and reasons | Gonecycling (again)
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Still riding. Still writing. Still wondering. Friday 13 February 2015. Take paper, pen, and wait for words to flow. Breathing suspended. All is possible. The blank page stretches out; last night’s new snow. Untrodden, where we may plant footprints; show. The path we took, and others where to go. Each poem is a map; a traveller’s guide. To strange lands we have passed through, wandering. Wide-eyed, alert and innocent inside. Our own heads; to the many roads we’ve tried,. Need not depend on fickle memory.
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Tree of life | Gonecycling (again)
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Still riding. Still writing. Still wondering. Tuesday 10 February 2015. Tuesday 10 February 2015. No-one in town forgot that summer night. A sultry, restless afternoon gave way. To dusk descending in ramparts of bruised. And brooding clouds. The sun was shuttered out,. The mountains melted. Nature drew a breath. People scanned the sky. They sniffed. Rain on the air, brushed clinging tentacles. Of hair from sweat-dewed foreheads, hurried round. To check on horses, shut car windows, send. With savage force...
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January | 2015 | Gonecycling (again)
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Still riding. Still writing. Still wondering. Wednesday 28 January 2015. Something’s stirring under Hampshire. Three kilometres below. Quiet streets and peaceful pastures, elemental forces grow. There’s a shuffling in the strata; England’s bones are realigned. And citizens of Winchester are wonderstruck to find. Their cups and saucers rattling. Anxious now, they call the cops. As they feel their floorboards flexing, sense a shudder in the shops. Has there been an act of terror? Has a gas main gone awry?
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September | 2014 | Gonecycling (again)
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Still riding. Still writing. Still wondering. Thursday 18 September 2014. I’ve known for thirty years. Doormat stubble, shining grass,. A whiff of windfall crab-apples. Dog nosing ahead,. My daughter at my side. Chattering like a magpie;. To have her tongue. Tied by time and chemistry. And from the crowds around it. Ignoring its own bill matter. And getting its double helix. Of pure dumb luck. Just what I held then. And what to do next. With my million-to-one shot:. Line up my seven numbers,. Got to go t...
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October | 2014 | Gonecycling (again)
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Still riding. Still writing. Still wondering. Wednesday 29 October 2014. Please forgive my frown:. Was knitted for me. I would wear it. Back to the crossroads. Thursday 23 October 2014. Thursday 23 October 2014. The midnight hour was rolling round. The town was like a tomb. All the people slept like rocks – except for me. In my lonely room. The lamps burned late. My thoughts conspired to keep me from my bed. I was wide awake, so I decided to take a walk to clear my head. Did I not do all you asked me to?
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November | 2014 | Gonecycling (again)
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Still riding. Still writing. Still wondering. Goodbye to all that. Friday 21 November 2014. I’ll hear no more the hollow thrum of cream tyres on the road,. The steady tick of Sturmey-Archer gears,. The creak of saddle leather, or the bright ping of the bell:. I’ll not return triumphant, with heroic tales to tell. Of up-hills conquered, down-dales dared and compliments bestowed;. Farewell to days of grace, and golden years. The heart, so long ascendant, finally bowed to common sense;. Get every new post d...
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POETRY FROM THE LAB. 12 January, 2017 21:08. January 12, 2017. Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to print (Opens in new window). Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window). Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window). Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window). January 12, 2017. Publishing comes at the end. And like parting leaves a mark. On the skin and in the memory. Details seem minor and of no effort. And the taste it left.
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Poetry From The Loft. The poetry of: Garry Ventura. Good-night, My Dear Friend. August 13, 2015. Poetry from the loft. Another Friday at last? Another day since you passed. Sitting alone once again. Thinking of times we had then. More like a brother, my friend. You’re in my heart, ’til the end. Drinking a beer to the past. Thinking, how long will I last? Laughing with you was the best. Now I must lay down to rest. Good-night, my dear friend, good-night. A poem by: Garry Ventura. August 3, 2015. The days ...
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Straight from the Heart. Poetry from the Heart! Click Here for your Free Traffic! Monday, 27 February 2012. Bigger than Human Race,. Worth setting people ablaze,. No Love, No Compassion,. Times have changed who says? Jerusalem or Kashmir,. A Priest or a Seer,. They continue to bleed,. Ram, Joseph and Kabeer! God Made Man,. Man Killed Man,. In the name of God,. Extermination of Human Clan! Don't rape women,. And torture children,. Don't destroy the work of the lord,. In the name of religion! I am destined...
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Poetry from the sea. Poems inspired by or about the sea. Blood of the dawn. On January 19, 2016 by Ina. The sea was here. In all the blood the dawn had shed. Before we lived, ongoing waves. Will be there after, you and me were. Only walking by the shore at times. Like so many have done and will do. The red waves gave birth. To what we remember. And will do so. Yet, now I am alone. The murmur of the earth is just for me. In this hour in this moment. Time has washed itself before my feet. It’s only air,.
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Poetry From the Soul. From my soul to yours. May 9th, 2013. Words can be lain straight. Words can be twisted. What he shall confide. Just as the reader conveys. The message in his own way. Write from the heart. To put feelings into words. Write from the mind. So concerns will be heard. Read to enrich the soul. Read to enhance the senses. Read to grow whole. January 18th, 2013. Words escape the mind. Endless search to find. A meaning to this rhyme. It’s hard to know the next line. Many might begin to cry.
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