Category Archives: villanelle

Is a phone a particle or wave?

Would you choose your phone or your  own mate Which old object would you like to trash? With a phone, it’s hard to procreate With a human, one might recreate; Enjoy the wonder of the precious flesh. Would you like … Continue reading

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The Abbey grounds

I did not think just then about the end That we too would   struck by time and place As we stood in ruined Abbey’s ground Underneath the cliff, the swishing sounds The waves all riding,dying in the race I did … Continue reading

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The  steepness,wildness ,blackness darkly sing

Like the water  in a mountain stream In flood it drowns  the weak and  very young In drought we can explore its bed  and dream The limestone around Alston’s very clean And in the little river stones are flung It’s  … Continue reading

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Soothing rhythms help our minds create

Photo by Katherine Evensong evokes another state A world of beauty, peace and mental calm Where all is still and thoughts do not gyrate The breath slows down and evil does not mate Indeed it flees  before the holy psalms … Continue reading

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Is it wrong?

Is it wrong to hate him for his face His temper  and his  vicious  comments  show And we can read the lies he has embraced No finger of my hand would wish to trace The petulant smirk, the lines which … Continue reading

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Power  destroys the lives  of all its whores

Whirling in the winter wind, dead leaves Dry and brown and broken ever more Send their substance to the souls bereaved People pray and yet do not believe Christ was born  and angels  him adored On the winter wind float … Continue reading

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He  filled  my ear and  then he caught my eye

I dreamed of my old dentist in the night He  filled  my ear and  then he caught my eye I hope he can’t see me without a light He asked me how I planned to write I told him I … Continue reading

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With peaceful hearts

How good to savour fully with our sense Whichever one we favour in our minds All life is better when our love’s intense Yet more important is to be content With peaceful hearts we let our self unwind How good … Continue reading

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A black balloon at night

Floating on a black balloon at night Clinging on for I’m afraid I’ll fall High above the earth in a dark sky If I  fall  no-one will see this  sight Maybe just a tiger who might maul Floating on a … Continue reading

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