AverageJoe
Poem Published
18th Sep 2021 6:47pm
18th Sep 2021 6:47pm
Past and Present Things
There are degrees you don't know
Like a whisper as yet unheard
A distant shimmering glow
Though the way is yet unlearned
***
I'm the son of a follower of the god of war
A prodIgal son
Descended of wayfaring souls
A strange pooling of names vaguely stirs
Corsham and Dauntsey in Wiltshire
Lane in Cornwall, and Berkshire
Gloucester in Gloucestershire
And somehow Haworth in West Yorkshire
All distilling down to those last fateful steps in...
Like a whisper as yet unheard
A distant shimmering glow
Though the way is yet unlearned
***
I'm the son of a follower of the god of war
A prodIgal son
Descended of wayfaring souls
A strange pooling of names vaguely stirs
Corsham and Dauntsey in Wiltshire
Lane in Cornwall, and Berkshire
Gloucester in Gloucestershire
And somehow Haworth in West Yorkshire
All distilling down to those last fateful steps in...
#love
#family
#travel
#SelfReflection
#tradition
491 reads
12 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
18th Sep 2021 6:47pm
18th Sep 2021 6:47pm
Past and Present Things
There are degrees you don't know
Like a whisper as yet unheard
A distant shimmering glow
Though the way is yet unlearned
***
I'm the son of a follower of the god of war
A prodIgal son
Descended of wayfaring souls
A strange pooling of names vaguely stirs
Corsham and Dauntsey in Wiltshire
Lane in Cornwall, and Berkshire
Gloucester in Gloucestershire
And somehow Haworth in West Yorkshire
All distilling down to those last fateful steps in...
Like a whisper as yet unheard
A distant shimmering glow
Though the way is yet unlearned
***
I'm the son of a follower of the god of war
A prodIgal son
Descended of wayfaring souls
A strange pooling of names vaguely stirs
Corsham and Dauntsey in Wiltshire
Lane in Cornwall, and Berkshire
Gloucester in Gloucestershire
And somehow Haworth in West Yorkshire
All distilling down to those last fateful steps in...
#love
#family
#travel
#SelfReflection
#tradition
491 reads
12 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
18th Sep 2021 6:47pm
18th Sep 2021 6:47pm
Past and Present Things
There are degrees you don't know
Like a whisper as yet unheard
A distant shimmering glow
Though the way is yet unlearned
***
I'm the son of a follower of the god of war
A prodIgal son
Descended of wayfaring souls
A strange pooling of names vaguely stirs
Corsham and Dauntsey in Wiltshire
Lane in Cornwall, and Berkshire
Gloucester in Gloucestershire
And somehow Haworth in West Yorkshire
All distilling down to those last fateful steps in...
Like a whisper as yet unheard
A distant shimmering glow
Though the way is yet unlearned
***
I'm the son of a follower of the god of war
A prodIgal son
Descended of wayfaring souls
A strange pooling of names vaguely stirs
Corsham and Dauntsey in Wiltshire
Lane in Cornwall, and Berkshire
Gloucester in Gloucestershire
And somehow Haworth in West Yorkshire
All distilling down to those last fateful steps in...
#love
#family
#travel
#SelfReflection
#tradition
491 reads
12 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
18th Sep 2021 6:47pm
18th Sep 2021 6:47pm
Past and Present Things
There are degrees you don't know
Like a whisper as yet unheard
A distant shimmering glow
Though the way is yet unlearned
***
I'm the son of a follower of the god of war
A prodIgal son
Descended of wayfaring souls
A strange pooling of names vaguely stirs
Corsham and Dauntsey in Wiltshire
Lane in Cornwall, and Berkshire
Gloucester in Gloucestershire
And somehow Haworth in West Yorkshire
All distilling down to those last fateful steps in...
Like a whisper as yet unheard
A distant shimmering glow
Though the way is yet unlearned
***
I'm the son of a follower of the god of war
A prodIgal son
Descended of wayfaring souls
A strange pooling of names vaguely stirs
Corsham and Dauntsey in Wiltshire
Lane in Cornwall, and Berkshire
Gloucester in Gloucestershire
And somehow Haworth in West Yorkshire
All distilling down to those last fateful steps in...
#love
#family
#travel
#SelfReflection
#tradition
491 reads
12 Comments
mysteriouslady
Poem Published
3rd Aug 2024 9:07pm
3rd Aug 2024 9:07pm
Flower Garden
The colors are so brilliant
they make me smile
some can make me weep
some have been plated for those that are gone
and some for those
that never were
Pinks, purples
yellows
oranges
blues with white
deep red
even blacks
I mend the soil, I keep it neat
I remove said weeds
and preen where I see fit
all I know is that this flower garden
holds many memories of those here and gone
they make me smile
some can make me weep
some have been plated for those that are gone
and some for those
that never were
Pinks, purples
yellows
oranges
blues with white
deep red
even blacks
I mend the soil, I keep it neat
I remove said weeds
and preen where I see fit
all I know is that this flower garden
holds many memories of those here and gone
#family
164 reads
9 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2023 00:03am
23rd Feb 2023 00:03am
Earth and Brackish Water
sometimes,
I can still smell
the grass,
just after
the pink-tinged hue
of the Florida morning
comes to court
my grandmother’s yard
fat and waxy blades
are swollen velvet
under my bare feet,
while the cicadas
sing their melodies
with such gusto,
it’s almost a tangible thing
the air around me
breathes
heavily to their rhythm ...
I can still smell
the grass,
just after
the pink-tinged hue
of the Florida morning
comes to court
my grandmother’s yard
fat and waxy blades
are swollen velvet
under my bare feet,
while the cicadas
sing their melodies
with such gusto,
it’s almost a tangible thing
the air around me
breathes
heavily to their rhythm ...
#family
#sun
#memories
#nostalgia
#dawn
337 reads
30 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2023 00:03am
23rd Feb 2023 00:03am
Earth and Brackish Water
sometimes,
I can still smell
the grass,
just after
the pink-tinged hue
of the Florida morning
comes to court
my grandmother’s yard
fat and waxy blades
are swollen velvet
under my bare feet,
while the cicadas
sing their melodies
with such gusto,
it’s almost a tangible thing
the air around me
breathes
heavily to their rhythm ...
I can still smell
the grass,
just after
the pink-tinged hue
of the Florida morning
comes to court
my grandmother’s yard
fat and waxy blades
are swollen velvet
under my bare feet,
while the cicadas
sing their melodies
with such gusto,
it’s almost a tangible thing
the air around me
breathes
heavily to their rhythm ...
#family
#sun
#memories
#nostalgia
#dawn
337 reads
30 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2023 00:03am
23rd Feb 2023 00:03am
Earth and Brackish Water
sometimes,
I can still smell
the grass,
just after
the pink-tinged hue
of the Florida morning
comes to court
my grandmother’s yard
fat and waxy blades
are swollen velvet
under my bare feet,
while the cicadas
sing their melodies
with such gusto,
it’s almost a tangible thing
the air around me
breathes
heavily to their rhythm ...
I can still smell
the grass,
just after
the pink-tinged hue
of the Florida morning
comes to court
my grandmother’s yard
fat and waxy blades
are swollen velvet
under my bare feet,
while the cicadas
sing their melodies
with such gusto,
it’s almost a tangible thing
the air around me
breathes
heavily to their rhythm ...
#family
#sun
#memories
#nostalgia
#dawn
337 reads
30 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2023 00:03am
23rd Feb 2023 00:03am
Earth and Brackish Water
sometimes,
I can still smell
the grass,
just after
the pink-tinged hue
of the Florida morning
comes to court
my grandmother’s yard
fat and waxy blades
are swollen velvet
under my bare feet,
while the cicadas
sing their melodies
with such gusto,
it’s almost a tangible thing
the air around me
breathes
heavily to their rhythm ...
I can still smell
the grass,
just after
the pink-tinged hue
of the Florida morning
comes to court
my grandmother’s yard
fat and waxy blades
are swollen velvet
under my bare feet,
while the cicadas
sing their melodies
with such gusto,
it’s almost a tangible thing
the air around me
breathes
heavily to their rhythm ...
#family
#sun
#memories
#nostalgia
#dawn
337 reads
30 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2023 00:03am
23rd Feb 2023 00:03am
Earth and Brackish Water
sometimes,
I can still smell
the grass,
just after
the pink-tinged hue
of the Florida morning
comes to court
my grandmother’s yard
fat and waxy blades
are swollen velvet
under my bare feet,
while the cicadas
sing their melodies
with such gusto,
it’s almost a tangible thing
the air around me
breathes
heavily to their rhythm ...
I can still smell
the grass,
just after
the pink-tinged hue
of the Florida morning
comes to court
my grandmother’s yard
fat and waxy blades
are swollen velvet
under my bare feet,
while the cicadas
sing their melodies
with such gusto,
it’s almost a tangible thing
the air around me
breathes
heavily to their rhythm ...
#family
#sun
#memories
#nostalgia
#dawn
337 reads
30 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
25th Aug 2024 1:20am
25th Aug 2024 1:20am
THIS ISN'T ABOUT ME
About what I have been going through since 2021 with different stages of cancers prostate cancer and kidney function and tumors and lung cancer 🙏 This isn't really about me it's about you 🤔 YET my real question to you is WHO DO YOU TURN TOO, when you are lost and confuse and afraid. AS you sit alone within the very confinement of your four walls 🧱 that you call home 🏡, as it is there where you can find yourself in peace with tranquility. For the betterment of your life for it is necessary, to be able to understand, that no day. WILL never be the same...
#courage
#death
#family
#LifeCycle
#strength
100 reads
0 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
25th Aug 2024 1:20am
25th Aug 2024 1:20am
THIS ISN'T ABOUT ME
About what I have been going through since 2021 with different stages of cancers prostate cancer and kidney function and tumors and lung cancer 🙏 This isn't really about me it's about you 🤔 YET my real question to you is WHO DO YOU TURN TOO, when you are lost and confuse and afraid. AS you sit alone within the very confinement of your four walls 🧱 that you call home 🏡, as it is there where you can find yourself in peace with tranquility. For the betterment of your life for it is necessary, to be able to understand, that no day. WILL never be the same...
#courage
#death
#family
#LifeCycle
#strength
100 reads
0 Comments
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