Category Archives: Poetry

Lingering Shadows on the Beach

By: Hugin   Where, in the day, the sand lies gold, At night there dwells a fear untold. When the clock strikes the midnight hour From the bell in St Mary’s tower, Fear the beach where the moonlight glows For … Continue reading

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Prayer of a Captured Orkney Chieftain

By: Hugin   That I should have half as much courage As the martyred saint whose bones now rest In the cathedral of cold red stone, Then I should feel to have done my best In the face of doom … Continue reading

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How quickly memories fade

By: Patrick   How quickly memories fade: Neurons fired, then decayed. Once I looked into your eyes – They darted and dazzled Like fireflies. Now we’ve become strangers. Memories from a different life: A very brief past. Our weakness exposed … Continue reading

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The Laughter I’ll Carry

By: Lydia Crow   That is how I want to remember him. He had a laugh like no other. You could not help but smile to hear it. Infectious, it caught you up in its innocent, childish delight. Fears and troubles … Continue reading

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Navigator of the land

By: Amy Fearn   Following you to the ends of the earth across mountains and fields; softly as you go. Stay the night in the forgotten forests and cook breakfast on the shore. Teaching the trades entwined from this beautiful … Continue reading

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My Prayer

By: Lydia Crow   Far beyond redemption Innocent but lost Haunted by the ghosts of time Indifferent to the cost Of all the self-destruction The torture and the tears Numb to desperation Too damaged to have fears. Perfect in subversion That … Continue reading

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The Drift

By: Patrick   Calmness In a hectic world. The soft whisper Of slippers On the marble floor Is unrelenting. Twisted surgery scars, The creamy haze of stale cigars, A beer in a special glass, Splintered hearts In an ornamental vase. … Continue reading

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Leaves

By: Alex   You drop, faded parchment, the tale of the year retold in your script Dry rustle, nutrient rich, next year’s growth relying on your Fall. Eternal story, cycles onward, green becomes brown, yellow, red. Colours abound, nature’s spectrum, your descendants … Continue reading

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The World is Waiting

By: Lydia Crow   I can hear Her, Holding Her breath. She’s been calling for some time now, And now She knows I’ve heard. Watching my every movement, Now She’s silent. Not a word. No tang of trepidation on my travel … Continue reading

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Solosancho Dawn

By: Alex   Dawn breaks across jagged night Teeth bared, sun arising, Cool moments before sledgehammer Heat, squinting eyes. Sweat drips through cotton Drones the fly as sleep is Near impossible.  Time to roam Across the blasted hillside, Avoid Snakes … Continue reading

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