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A Lifetime of Memories

Everyone grumbled. The sky was grey.
We had nothing to do and nothing to say.
We were nearing the end of a dismal day,
And there seemed to be nothing beyond, 193 more words

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Word Cloud: DARKLING

by NONA BLYTH CLOUD

The long days of summer are a pleasant memory. Now the warm days grow fewer, and the Autumn nights are longer, with winter-chill in the wee hours. 2,913 more words

Poetry

Ghostly Galleon - m.joy


The Highwayman

The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas
The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor… 19 more words

Photography

A ghostly galleon

I don’t suppose children learn poetry in school any more, and if any of them do, judging by some of the poets I’ve seen on the various syllabuses, it doesn’t strike me as the sort of thing they will remember for the rest of their lives. 337 more words

Poems

Poem of the Day for July 11, 2016

The Lost Battle

It is not over yet-the fight
Where those immortal dreamers failed.
They stormed the citadels of night
And the night praised them–and prevailed. 199 more words

Poetry

Love will find out...

Your dreamers may dream it
The shadow of a dream,
Your sages may deem it
A bubble on the stream;
Yet our kingdom draweth nigher… 20 more words

Photography

Old Grey Squirrel

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 The statue on the quay is of John Short, the merchant sailor from Watchet in Somerset, who gave Cecil Sharp a good supply of sea songs.  17 more words

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