Category Archives: metaphor

The ladder

I fear  to stand up  tall on this new earth One hand is on the ground,  my back is bent Shivering fear, excitement, what’s  this birth? I climbed , like Wittgenstein, a ladder’s worth Then threw the ladder down   as … Continue reading

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Will we hear the  waves swirl as we gasp?

We are walking  like small children  on the sands Sinking very slowly  as we go Our legs  get shorter as we cross the bay As the currents of the Kent  still outward flow Now our  feet   and legs have disappeared  … Continue reading

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When God came down, our spies soon had him nailed

We may know what’s right and still do wrong Greed and  envy run our inner world Like a crazed drunk bee we like to sting Even as the blackbird is in song The darkness of the heart will on it … Continue reading

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The face  shaped by refinement of the heart

  The face  shaped by refinement of  the heart The love and  what we suffer   as we grow. Our features form a map, a place, a chart The face dispiays the   comeliness despite The hatred  overcome, accepted, taut The wind  … Continue reading

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The sun as hot as tempers and our rage

The sun as hot as tempers badly frayed Makes little lamps  gleam on the holly leaves While adults quarrel , children cannot play. We are nervous who can  we believe? No-one knows  for sure how we should live. The sun’s … Continue reading

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If our outer shell encloses, it deforms

The books he wrote were solid like good oak Giving him a structure that he lacked A skeleton outside his flesh and bones   A fortress made of words and printed thoughts To hide  behind when torture broke  his back … Continue reading

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Many coloured love  brings a rebirth

Oh, to be  hermit when life bites  loss of love, a failure of the heart When all we get are answers full of spite Retaliation, shatters  or  incites More evil words released in  vicious  spurts Oh, to be a hermit … Continue reading

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Amid the ghosts of species evolution

What is poetry for when the rain beats down again The peasants with headscarves  scurry through  rough fields Amid the ghosts of Emperors, revolutions The men returning lost, though war was won Trauma  and the real  now lacking shields What … Continue reading

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We embrace the silence

Underneath the silence there is peace A stratum clear  ;a different way of life With music ‘s just discernible  relief In the calm we find a pure release Love can heal the wounds of a sharp knife We embrace the … Continue reading

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What fearsome burning God

  How softly sweetly,gently flowers pose Carnation,orchid ,daffodil and rose. For their intricate petals form a shield Yet bees with striped force shall make them yield. Appearances,both natural and contrived, Mixed with the wiles of human nature thrive. As knowing … Continue reading

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