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poems JJS

 Poem  The grizzled old man looked at me with the morning sun glistening on bristled chin. His eyes sunken, not hooded like crows but sprawled-over by lank eyebrows; and his nose! Thin commas red-lining the beak and you see the … Continue reading

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A Poor Poet’s Christmas

  A Poor Poet’s Christmas         (with apologies to Clare and Bloomfield)   We sit around the fireside and call out merry oaths Until there come the players in, plucking music from their throats. With fiddles, horns and … Continue reading

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Sunny Days

Sunny Days                                                JJS.    8.aug2016   Every morning this summer, surprisingly sunny and hot for several weeks Except for that twentyfour hours of fine drizzle and that … Continue reading

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Iris

Iris                                                      15.May2016            jJS   A glimpse of a world set in clear Amber for a millisecond, hidden as a reflection that sits perilously on the opalescent lip. Twin, triple, quadruple fine spines of delicate pink lines with minute dots … Continue reading

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‘Twas the Morn before Christmas

”Twas the morn before Christmas and the women were womanning the tills at the supermarket on the chilly edge of town. All round the store were festive sales and tinselled aisles and trolleys that glittered and groaned as the couples … Continue reading

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Taste of Christmas Future

Taste of Christmas Future                            JJS      18Dec2015 I look out and swallow back the nostalgia that rises as the shadow of the moon casts it’s bleakness over the scene. Clouds swirl like ancient whirlpools with the last glimpse of … Continue reading

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Note to self

Note to self:                                    JJS 31/8/15 I remember the rationing of sweets. I recall clothes coupons and the last days of the lamp-lighter in … Continue reading

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