“Peach pebbles” by Jane Dougherty
Peach pebbles Even blood runs cool in this veil of steel-grey rain, the meadow grown so high it can’t sustain the weight. […] Read more … Source: Peach pebbles Source: Jane Dougherty
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“In the attic” by Jane Dougherty
In the attic I picked up a copy of John Drinkwater’s poems last night to remind myself why I used to like him. This is why. And a tribute. In the attic In the attic, light falls dim as dusk, Barred with drifting motes of chaff and husk, And cobwebs hang from beams where owls […]
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“Marching” by Jane Dougherty
Marching In the dark in the light the men march faces forward or profiled in moonlight all the same […] Read more … Source: Marching Source: Jane Dougherty Image Source: Nós by Ismael Nery, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons
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Thinking of Canada by Jane Dougherty
Thinking of Canada The world’s roots are smouldering, and here in the leaf canopy, we can’t hear the birds for the revs of the motors. And here in the leaf canopy … Read more … Source: Thinking of Canada Source: Jane Dougherty
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Deaths by Jane Dougherty
Deaths Photo ©Peter Trimming SONY DSC In a town not mine, a young swift on the pavement cried, open-beaked, tongue fluttering, almost soundless,vestiges of pale grey fledgling duvetaround the eyes, […] Read more: Deaths Source: Jane Dougherty
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“Voices” by Jane Dougherty
Voices What do they hear in the storm the birds in the swaying trees? What tongue speaks to them from the clouds, who watches, predator-patient in the light-flicker? And what metaphor suggests itself to souls that have never known a faulty fuse? We watch the lashing boughsbending and trembling, wind-whipped, […] Read the poem here […]
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Poem in Visual Verse by Jane Dougherty
Poem in Visual Verse My poem Transient is in the last batch up in this month’s Visual Verse. Many thanks again to team VV. You can read Transient here. Poem in Visual Verse Source: Poem in Visual Verse Source: Jane Dougherty
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Storm damage by Jane Dougherty
Storm damage More and more storms. The day never grew,dawn never brightened nor noon, storm and the dim light of the sea bedall the summer joy we had. […] Read more: Storm damage Source: Jane Dougherty
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Obverse and reverse by Jane Dougherty
Obverse and reverse The brighter the sun the darker the shadowsnight brings the dance of the stars and the haredawn silence is broken by the birdsand at noon the meadow swallows the molten sun. Sleep is where dreams […] Read more: Obverse and reverse Source: Jane Dougherty
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Swallows 4 by Jane Dougherty
Swallows 4 Turquoisebolt across themeadow while swallows swoop. Kingfisher has no time for aerial displays. Source: Swallows 4 Source: Jane Dougherty
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