Haiku

  a taut fine line between misery and death keep breathing   ©JG Farmer 2018

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The Crossing – Spring Floods

Winter turned to spring and the snows thawed. The news was about floods back in the old country. I remembered those well. It all seemed so far away but as more estimates of people losing their lives to floods were reported my memories were all too clear. Here the land was soddened but not flooded …

My Dying Day

The ambulance arrived too late today, Nothing could save me from the reaper’s hand. The time to pass into the spirit’s way, A new beginning, a different land. The car didn’t stop, it went right through me, No pain, just a thud, then I saw you there. The fear is cold, but I know I …

Shelley’s Sonnet

Percy Bysshe Shelly seemed to have a fondness for interlocking stanzas, possibly a nod to French literature. In his sonnet, he follows the continental octave and sestet format, but he also links the first four lines into the second half of the octave, again the second half of the octave links into the first half …

Dedication by Lewis Carroll

Inscribed to a Dear Child: In Memory of Golden Summer Hours And Whispers of a Summer Sea Girt with a boyish garb for boyish task, Eager she wields her spade: yet loves as well Rest on a friendly knee, intent to ask The tale he loves to tell. Rude spirits of the seething outer strife, …

Dance of the Furies by Christoph Willibald Ritter von Gluck

  https://youtu.be/vvVl15XXrOg Title: Dance of the Furies Date: 1776 Composer: Christoph Wilibald Ritter von Gluck Movement: Classical German 1714 - 1767 Christoph Wilibald Ritter von Gluck was a composer of Italian and French opera during the early classical era. With a series of radical works, including Orfeo ed Euridice, he broke into the stranglehold of …

These Are a Few of my Favourite Songs

Prompt: Your Favourite Song I challenge anyone to nominate just one song. So, instead, I have decided to go with a few of my faves from different areas of music. As the title suggests I like musicals a bit. No, not Julie Andrews. No. not the Sound of Music. I am torn between Chicago and …

Squirrels on the Common

I often sat on the common at night, alone with my thoughts. After a hectic day, it was a perfect way to comfort body, mind and soul. Today had been hectic, the computers had crashed just after lunch launching the entire office into chaos and panic. So here I was sat on the common just …

A Single White Rose

A single white rose lies dipped in my blood, Another tragic love story closes. All tears shed form pools of sympathies flood, White the handkerchiefs that blow the noses. Words spoken in the tides wave of their grief, Solemn procession to the vaults of rest. A life cut too short by the reaper's thief, Immortal …