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Midsummer

A Poem by Beano

water at dawn runs by fingertips onto cold stone as a robin intones ripe throated staccatos that bounce along walls that have seen it all c..

To A Shadow

A Poem by Beano

I must confess, Amidst the swirling blizzard That I had been waiting. How do I explain When you lent into the storm To cradle my focus As it sw..

The Boy on the Hill

A Poem by Beano

I can see him there now, shadingThe high beating sun with his palm.Ignorant of times diligenceHe’d stare down for hours on his world,The burnish..

The Fall of Civilisations

A Poem by Beano

A restless river runs close by the copseInside the forest, ruins steadily decayA stage that once sung, is overcome in silenceNo more a theatre, but no..

final frontier

A Poem by Beano

‘This is the final frontier’ said the friend,as my eyes revolved around ice cubes in my glass.‘The world, it’s all figured out..

Echoes

A Poem by Beano

Full blooded they appearSpeaking with my voice, the words I’d sayThose dreams, the dreams of the deadSeem so satisfying, until they talk.We, the..

Persistance

A Poem by Beano

I now know why the universe does not distinguish the daysAnymore than we would a grain of sugar in a jarI have dreamt and in that dream I awokeTo the ..

Of Things Now Lost

A Poem by Beano

Some words about words...