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Slapton Evening
High fine cloud Tinged pink By the setting sun Rain is forecast Cornwall is already wet But the Slapton air is clear With only a gentle breeze coming in from the sea The church bells echo over the village Tonight the bell ringers are practicing They have given up their time In the service […]
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Slapton Sands
Devon Day Moon As the glowing afternoon fades into evening I can see you hidden In the deep blue sky Sea Song Ten sailors sing Let our ships pass This is all we ask On this voyage with our King Both these poems were found written on the sea defences on Slapton […]
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Haunted
It was perfectly still Nothing stirred Then we heard footsteps Which ceased almost immediately For an instant A lantern cut through the thick Devon night And then the darkness returned Later a horse passed by Hollow in the early dawn light We ran into our lane But saw only the vacancy of the hour […]
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3.05 am Summer
We were awoken by mysterious footsteps Perhaps youthful The reflections of a lantern Illuminated our bedroom for an instant I saw Marcello standing next to the wardrobe On his arm was perched a sleeping owl
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The Nettle Hedge
Flat ferocious foe Seemingly benign On the roadside I am too wise To approach you Unlike other innocent travellers Who you beguile without guilt From A Slapton Diary (July 2016)
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Slapton Flowers
I do not know the names of the flowers I find I do not wish to learn the names of these flowers I just want to enjoy their colour and beauty From A Slapton Diary (July 2016)
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Mirror
Beppe and Christina sat on the light iron chairs on their balcony They were drinking coffee Both were wearing sun glasses As the sun was bright Christina had unbuttoned her white shirt The breeze felt good on her skin In the apartment opposite an old man who had once been a member of a death […]
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Sunrise
A Lecture There is a castle in Ferrara in Italy which once from one of its towers flew the red flag of communism It was a proud moment On the 20th of December 1920 a number of our comrades were holding a meeting in the castle when a fascist parade passed by in the […]
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The Path to the Beach
The lazy looped sky looked sad As the sand bells gathered Above the sleeping town I was on the path to the beach You were sitting in your sham castle There were many ribbons in your hair of varying lengths Some dangled from the tower Dancing occasionally in the storm breezes […]
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In The Jasmine Garden
On an original July Day In the Jasmine Garden J Jacob Lay on the grass Looking at the sky Time was passing through the universe at an alarming rate Above him a Pterodactyl flew high over the town Completely unaware of its own extinction