Daily missive for Thursday the 11th of July
My Birthday.

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Box me up
Wrapped in tissue paper
Fragile
Handled with care
Kid gloves
As mother would say
No longer seen
But attached to memory
Reserved for nostalgic days
Age stained cameos
Figures and portraits
In broken frames
Some of the faces
With forgotten names
So many have fallen
By the wayside
In the journey
Time-pieces
History makers
Each tell a story
Splintering into shards
Gradually
Pushed into corners
Lightly caressed
In passing
Dusted and polished
From time to time
Until the weight
Of the past
Becomes too heavy
A burden to hold
Without slippage
And one day, like this
Sunkissed
Or bitter cold
It is gone

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Posted by: Ron DuBour | July 11, 2019

Fair Sussex (revisited)~by ‎Jeremy J Croucher‎


 

 

Fair Sussex (revisited)

Green corridors down quite lanes
in Sussex countryside
There’s such a richness to explore
in this place where we reside

We count our blessings every day
No matter where we are
Be it close to home and underfoot
or further out by car

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Jemverse first posted ‘Fair Sussex‘ on 11 August 2015

Posted by: Ron DuBour | July 11, 2019

Up tight~by rldubour


 

 

Up tight

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I listen to what people say
seems every one’s up tight.
With expressions and opinions
and thinking they are right.

I am just as much to blame
don’t always get things straight.
An innocent mistake is made
will make me so irate.

We all are very different people
Yet most times we think the same.
When it comes to something wrong
few will take the blame.

You find this in all walks of life
a narrow minded view.
They are the type that’s always right
as they respond on cue.

This type of thought is dangerous
they truly do believe
They know every thing there is
never once misconceived.

I wonder how they got this way
with their head up in a cloud
I must be careful what I say
especially out loud.

 

Most people here are really good
and excel in their own way.
This brings me now to my point
and why I have to say.

 

Just recently within this site
comments made were just not right.
I tried; I did, with all my might.
I find the time is now to fight.

 

You should know by now, I have no
problem saying what’s on my mind.
To correct what’s wrong is what I do
was what I did time after time.

I think some changes should be made
in how we do review.
I think that the majority
does think the same way too!

Posted by: Ron DuBour | July 10, 2019

” CARDBOARD CUTOUT “~by Martin Gedge


 

 

POEM ” CARDBOARD CUTOUT ” by martin gedge

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One step into the distance in a cold and bitter chill

the odd and eerie feeling as my eyes grew dark and still

that settled in a town that was ghostly pale and ill

and the smell of death just lingered in the air

for blackness was like pins upon my skin of nervous shakes

crawling up my spine and to entwine like serpent snakes

digging in the flesh with finger claws and garden rakes

for these forbidden signs you do beware

the followers were captives in a cage of their domain

just biting at the bits of all the crypts of the insane

never as a passer by but here to die they came

breathing at the hearts of every door

for not a bat of eye or simple smile they may return

a glare into the stare with fire grin and chisel burn

a storm upon the brink into the sink a devils urn

waiting for the tick in every clock

and midst of every house there is a mouse to hide the hole

a silence in the terror waiting to unleash the soul

the face to paste each window with their demons in control

and suddenly a state of mental shock

for breaking glass in screams to ask a voice to spill the night

had ripped apart the bloody dark in fits to chew and bite

to drain of all it’s sharpest pain to stick the dreaded knife

into the standing corpse to spit the seed

for rain as red here comes the dead to populate the grain

and prints to hold of stories told this curse will leave a stain

and all that who inhabits us will tow a ball and chain

to slowly fade and gather in the breed….

by martin gedge©

This was inspired by something that I came across when I was on holidays last week. Imagine if your were on a lonely stretch of road and you came to a small desolate town. It was quiet, so still you could hear a pin drop..just dead silence. You got out of you car and there was not a soul around but you notice something very peculiar and eerie. Now this is true what I saw..Cardboard Cutouts of actual humans from a different time and space put everywhere as to make this little town look like it was flourishing and booming. I don’t know about you but this was weird and hence I decided to put the idea to ink and give it the evil twist it deserves. Welcome to our little town enjoy your visit and we hope you never leave for everyone who disappears here becomes part of the scenery.

Posted by: Ron DuBour | July 10, 2019

Walking Sussex 5 (revisited)~by Jeremy J Croucher


2 of 10 in the Jemverse ‘Sussex’ series

 

Walking Sussex 5 (revisited)

Familiarity breeds content,
of that I am quite sure
As for our final walk in Sussex
we’re back at the start for more
Two rings with woodland in between,
cows in the field and sheep
Undulating downland and hills
that aren’t that very steep.
Chanctonbury wealdland view
takes the breath away
And is particularly stunning
on a clear, bright Springtime day
And after five days walking Sussex
hills with Wainwrights at the bar
The rest respite with sunshine
was perfect at the Star.

©Jemverse

Photo Jempics

Jemverse first posted ‘Walking Sussex 5‘ on 16 May 2014

Posted by: Ron DuBour | July 10, 2019

Into Sussex (revisited)~by Jeremy J Croucher


3 of 10 in the Jemverse ‘Sussex’ series

 

Into Sussex (revisited)

Crossed the border into Sussex
Chalk paths underfoot
Thirty miles behind us
Twenty more to go to boot
Harting Down to Cocking
along the South Downs Way
with the sunshine our companion
on a beautiful Spring day
The hills got ever higher
but the views from every crest
made the challenge so rewarding
When we stopped to have a rest

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Jemverse first posted ‘Into Sussex‘ on 20 May 2016

Posted by: Ron DuBour | July 10, 2019

Lesson learned~by rldubour


 

 

Lesson learned

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Often times in life… we make
a bad decision.
That’s when we need a crystal ball
So we could all envision.

Our hearts are trusting all the time
and sometimes will bring tears.
We should learn to use our minds
And weigh our hopes and fears.

I am not saying to be hard,
only saying to watch our guard.
The gamble here is in the cards,
Beware…before we feel the scars.

Loneliness can spawn false ideas,
make us yearn for someone near.
This is what our heart is thinking
and eventually brings tears.

 

Often times love is confused
with infatuation.
That’s when we get that broken heart
plus an education.

Then we’re lost and feel betrayed
and feel the hurt inside.
Keep in mind we are not alone
true friends are by our side.

Posted by: Ron DuBour | July 9, 2019

Final day~by rldubour


 

 

Final day

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A full military funeral with
the bugle playing taps
Not one seat was empty…as
time quickly did elapse.

We gathered for our last farewell
to send him on his way.
And let him know he will be missed
every single day.

The twenty one gun salute echoed,
on this rainy day.
While Tom was dressed in uniform
in the coffin where it laid.

The folding of our flag and
given to his wife.
This last day did signify
the end of his dear life.

 

Prayers were read and family cried
until we meet again.
Not only were you our brother
but also our best friend.

Posted by: Ron DuBour | July 8, 2019

” IF I COULD ONLY FIND THE WORDS “~by Martin Gedge


 

 

POEM ” IF I COULD ONLY FIND THE WORDS ” by martin gedge

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Deep inside this heart of mine

it’s a game of tug of war

and every time my tongue gets tied

my mouth just shuts the door

I don’t know if the feelings real

or playing tricks on me

and I always wonder to myself

if this was meant to be

It gets so hard to concentrate

as I look to see a sign

I toss and turn and often burn

your face into my mind

my nerves just get the best of me

whenever your around

my life becomes a circus tent

my heart becomes the clown

I stumble like a drunken fool

on thoughts to miss my lips

I don’t know if I’m good enough

or good at sinking ships

these building blocks of confidence

is just enough to stand

no artificial artifact

or sacrificial lamb

In my dreams she’s beautiful

as nature would of guessed

to walk into my world one day

and beat into my chest

I know the feelings right to me

but failure hard to shake

dealing the delivery

taking chances on the break

I dress my best to put to test

my sweet and boyish charm

and feel the heat into my feet

another false alarm

I had this crush in winds of gust

to blush my self control

that time we met I can’t forget

that light around your soul

your smile that surrenders me

with the innocence of night

the fire in a summer song

the drift of candle light

your star to fly around my heart

in gentle swing we lay

if I could only find the words

then you would hear me say…

by martin gedge ©

Posted by: Ron DuBour | July 8, 2019

Found myself in Sussex (revisited)~by Jeremy J Croucher


1 of 10 in the Jemverse ‘Sussex’ series

 

Found myself in Sussex (revisited)

Found myself in Sussex
in fields of verdant green
Early Spring or Summer
the best that I had seen

Seemed time for adventure
in hills I hold so dear
The ones right on my doorstep
so close and yes, so near

So much for me to see and do
just wander for a while
Take in the sights around me
and always with a smile

These hills and fields of Sussex
my element is here
As all of this is part of me
and always brings me cheer

©Jemverse

Photo Jempics

Jemverse originally posted ‘Found myself in Sussex’ on 12 March 2015

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