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Tuesday, 7 September 2010

On Higher Hill: A Poem by Pete Marshall


On Higher Hill
A Poem by Pete Marshall

The castle walls lay quiet now
yet high above the rooks still fly
the siege has left in gentle style
and moved beyond the petting farm

The rations came on tartan cloth
and shots were made by touch screen phone
the soldiers fled across the hills
dressed as cubs in summer sun

And walls that once looked out to sea
that saw the ships and pirates flee
stand sad and torn as moss sets in
awaiting flames to welcome thee

The ramparts lay in crumpled heaps
as knights now storm with digicams
and helmets hide their watchful eyes
as I-pods play a wicked sound

And far below before the flats
where tides drift in from Northern seas
the roar of trains that clatter past
on trips to see the English Queen

And blessed with tales from far a field
these walls remain a special place
that stand today as once was then
upon a canvas where they graced

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Standing on the mouth of the River Thames, the above picture of Hadleigh Castle was painted  by the great English artist, John Constable, in 1829. Today, not much has changed. In two years time the location surrounding the ruins of this wonderful place will form the setting for the Mountain Bike events during the Olympic Games 2012. 

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This is my poem for One Shot Wednesday, run by One Stop Poetry, a fast growing community for poets & writers of all genres to share their work, express and make friends

Sunday, 5 September 2010

Caged.....A Poem by Pete Marshall


Caged
A Poem by Pete Marshall

And through this glass you stare at me
yet what I see is nothing new
A person framed for one short time
who looks at me in solitude

Who wants to see me in the wilds
and run the plains like fathers do
that sees me in this small, cramped place
yet comes to see me at the zoo….

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This poem is for the One Shoot Sunday picture prompt challenge by those great guys and girls over at One Stop Poetry

Dorothy....(A Tale in 160 Characters)


Dorothy
(A Tale in 160 Characters)

Her ruby heels whirled on bricks of gold
Whilst growls would make this Lion start
The Scarecrow lacked all kinds of thought
And Tin Man’s words would show no heart

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Tuesday, 31 August 2010

A Fall From Grace: A Poem By Pete Marshall


A Fall From Grace
A Poem by Pete Marshall

The swings were still on Sabbath day
with padlocks clasped across the chains
as Father stood on lectern high
he mocked the weaks enduring pain

Whilst in the pew you sat so still
in clothes that covered teenage pride
ensnared by light that shimmered down
and framed your soul in celluloid

The numbered psalm was 23
that spoke of paths of righteousness
but boys would look and make you want
to raise the hem upon your dress

And temperance spied a whisky glass
as sweats would trickle from your brow
you plucked an apple from the tree
as weakness broke your solemn vow

Yet Father watched you from up high
in spittled rants and raging tongue
he laid the ghost upon your soul
and warned the Lord of what you’ve come

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This is my poem for One Shot Wednesday, run by One Stop Poetry, a fast growing community for poets & writers of all genres to share their work, express and make friends



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Sunday, 29 August 2010

A Gift From Grandpa.....(A Tale in 160 Characters)


A Gift From Grandpa
(A Tale in 160 Characters)

Softness wrapped in weathered skin
That takes the strain and holds you tight
Whilst dreams would pass from man to boy
He cradles your love and rocks you good night

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Saturday, 28 August 2010

7:25 - A Poem by Pete Marshall



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Tuesday, 24 August 2010

Late Night Shopping: A Poem by Pete Marshall


Late Night Shopping:
 A Poem by Pete Marshall

Spirits gathered by the tills
as grey would colour cheap no frills
that stood in rows across the bay
mixed with juice and lemonade
that sat within a barge of steel
its frame was meshed, a squeaky wheel
would pause as chills would circle feet
in frozen foods our eyes would meet.

She touched her hair as mags suggest
showed signs she liked or so I’ve read
but eyes looked down on frozen peas
whilst I stood tall and hoped she’d see
the bogof sale that lined the shelves
her hair was red and loosely curled
and eyes that told a tale or two
were dressed for bed in midnight queues.

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This is my poem for One Shot Wednesday, run by One Stop Poetry, a fast growing community for poets & writers of all genres to share their work, express and make friends

image courtesy creative commoms http://www.flickr.com/photos/kallao/

Sunday, 22 August 2010

Let The Show Begin: A Poem By Pete Marshall


Let The Show Begin:
A Poem By Pete Marshall

The Cockerels crowed 
and Magpies flew
the Wolves would bay
as Black Cats mewed

And Vllains stole
the Citizens pride
behind the Cottagers
Gunners would strive

The Blues were sung
in Tangerine dreams
the sweets were Red
and Toffees cream

The Trotters growled
the Rovers attacked
the Irons were hot
and the Baggies were back

And Devils roared
whilst Potters played
the Pensioners fought
as Latics slayed….

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The English Football Season 2010-11 started last Saturday. The above poem is a tribute to all 20 teams competing this season in the Premiership....how? I will let you decide.

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Image courtesy creative commons flickr http://www.flickr.com/photos/celinesphotographer/

The Thinker....(A Tale in 160 Characters)


The Thinker....
(A Tale in 160 Characters)

What thoughts can lurk within great minds
That brood on life whilst watching worlds
From depths the springs of life unwind
From heights you feel your doubts unfurl

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