Author Archives: Alex Barton

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PAUSE

Are you feeling sad inside Like nothing’s going right? And ‘though you’ve tried so many things You cannot see the light? Just stop. And breathe. And smile.   Sometimes you feel so out of reach, Like a needle in a … Continue reading

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SIGNS OF SPRING

Returning swallows bring With them the smell of spring, Of swooping, whooshing wings As the tractor engine sings Across a field of patchwork brown: A crumpled chocolate eiderdown.

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POST NATAL DEPRESSION FOR MEN

So, lovely readers, this is a QUATERN.  What’s that? A sixteen line French form composed of four quatrains.  It has a refrain that is in a different place in each quatrain. The first line of stanza one is the second … Continue reading

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MEMORIES OF AMSTERDAM

Winds blow in from the Zuider Zee Showering leaves from the golden tree, As we sat on the stoep of your canal-side house (Around the corner from the Rembrandthuis), Sipping our koffie as bikes pedalled past, Warming our hands on … Continue reading

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THE NAKED TRUTH

Let me into your bright morning light,  to bask before your naked white, through the transient space of dawn, to the end of night where dreams are born and take you as my sybarite.   Drown me in your milky … Continue reading

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CHRISTMAS SEAS

Kinsale Harbour’s prettiest sights Are when the boats are rigged with lights – Tinsel fore and streamers aft – Sailors decorate their craft, Reflected in the inky seas Like buoyant, bobbing Christmas trees.

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Da-daa! Winner of the Bradshaw Books Christmas Poem Competition:

SANTA & THE SNOWMAN Beneath a haze of milky ways And through the midnight blue, Where solstice sunrise pewter rays Pierce the wintry hue,   There stands a lonely figure white, Tears run down his cheeks, Trying hard, with all … Continue reading

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A FRUITY FEAST

  I’ve got my crumble baking loot: Purple, ripe and juicy fruit.   Apples blown down from the tree: A yummy steaming pud for tea!   Make the most of autumn fare – Soon the hedgerows will be bare.   … Continue reading

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HAPPY DAZE

(With a little inspiration from Elizabeth Barrett Browning 1806 – 1861) How do i love thee? Let me count the ways: Silver, shimmering seaside days. Summer sunshine happiness In a floaty, cotton dress – Lying on a beach in a … Continue reading

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HOW HOT YOU GOT

Our dearest, darling Emmsy-tot Who was that silly clumsy clot Who spilled the scalding supper pot? Your limbs were burned and got too hot As beastly flames they upped and hopped Upon your lovely legs and bot, Over arms and … Continue reading

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TANGERINE EVE

Yolky, runny, yellow hue – I’m loving it & so could you. My tangy-orange, sunset view: Come & share it if you’re blue.

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In reply to Spike Milligan’s ‘Granny’

After that wild and windy day, Just as Spike predicted, Gran had been blown clean away, And the parson’s rightly livid.   The cussing vicar’s near to tears As the old dear rattles past: Her petticoat around her ears – … Continue reading

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BATHTIME BLUES

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MY FRIDAY NIGHT

7pm: Although I look old and past it, right, I still look forward to Friday night, and trying to recreate the magic (at my age, some would say it’s tragic) of when a boy would try to kiss me, left … Continue reading

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HE KNEW ME WELL

Half my life ago I met a man who saw into my soul; past the fettered trappings coddled, wealthy wrappings; past my ego and bravado, Balmain suits in avocado, brassy tan and private jet, the spoilt brat, and yet he … Continue reading

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FINAL BLAST

Together we shot the sunset, And bled our future to death, Fiery crimson, molten violet, Exploding in every last breath.

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MAMA’S DREAMLAND

She loves those hills of rolling green, And the barren parched-grey scrub: That rust-red earth makes her dream, Along a simple clichéd theme, Of people dancing hand in hand Across her ancient, sun-drenched land. The golden beaches fringed with palms … Continue reading

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THE DUSTMAN’S FUNERAL

Around the town he’d wheel his pair of bins, That once I heard referred to as his twins. He picked up litter around the ruined fort, And swept the pathways of the coastal walk. Unnoticed by most, he cleaned the … Continue reading

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HAPPY DAFFODIL

Hello, pretty daffodil, Cheerful on my window sill, Regardless of the sleet and rain Whipping past the window pane. Oh, bright & yellow, happy you, I wish I could be like that too.

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DRUG OF CHOICE

As predicted, I’m addicted – So drown me in your milky brown. Little shot of mad obsession I offer up my full confession: Roasted African Arabica, The musky aroma of home, You complete My heart beat, As I sit and … Continue reading

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LOST TREASURE

They’ll never hold his chubby hand Or hear his little cry – He was picked by fate’s cruel hand For the nursery in the sky.   They’ve lost their little treasure – It’s hard to comprehend, Sorrow without measure And … Continue reading

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MADAME MOON

Upon her silver back she lies In shower-bursts of stars, Flung across the pitch black skies Like jewel-encrusted scars.   Steady on her lunar trail Above the earth she clings, Tethered like a fingernail Held by midnight strings.

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WINDY DAY IN THE HARBOUR

Tumbling paper, slick from chips, Scatters across the quay. The twirling tempest twists and whips Up curls of soupy sea   Which bob amid the boisterous boats Tethered to the pier. They pull against their mooring ropes And bucking prows … Continue reading

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EQUINE TAXONOMY

If cows are ‘beef’ And pigs are ‘pork’, What is edible horse? Surely horse can’t just be ‘horse’? They call it ‘beef’, of course.

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SPRING EQUINOX

  For a breath in celestial time There’s perfection in Earth’s symmetry: Harmonious in her parity, Poised in obliquity, Rotating on an even keel And balanced on the level.   In the solar system’s mystic reel She spins with solid … Continue reading

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Happy World Poetry Day

Verse-tly I must apologise For the lack of rhyme & balladry. My mind has been prosaically blank So I haven’t written lately. There’s a couplet of reasons Why I lost my quatrain of thought, That creative efforts came to naught, … Continue reading

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WAITING FOR THE DAWN

    Tonight they will sleep fitfully Beneath the starry skies Cowed by violent history, Bloody whims and lies.   As tangible anticipation Seeps across the plains, The dreaming of a waiting nation Effuses through their veins.   Rising wisps … Continue reading

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FEBRUARY SUNSET FROM MY NEW HOME

I’ve grown to love this country view Of dark-brown fields ploughed a-new.   Candy clouds shot through with pink Cloak the winter sun which sinks   Into darkening twilight grey, Sucking colours from the day.   The distant lights of … Continue reading

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MOVING HOUSE

  IF I were a snail I’d pack my shell With clothes and books And toys as well.   IF I were an elephant I’d pack my trunk With utensils and crockery And wine un-drunk.   IF I were a … Continue reading

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PUSSY RIOT

Dancing girls up rise & shock Chanting anarchistic rock. Miniskirts and balaclava, Anti-government palaver. Why did Putin put the boot in? We thought he was the dancing sort. Pussy Protest came to nought: Prezidentsky Spoil Sport. Protest ‘n’ sing is … Continue reading

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