ARIEL'S POETRY BLOG

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Wednesday, January 17, 2007

MAESTRO! A FEW BARS OF RACHMANINOFF IF YOU PLEASE (And dim the lights too!)

This poem had no very significant genesis; only my latent love of romance breaking the surface of normal hard-boiled, streetwise manner. I guess you know how it is, we all get a bit soft and gooey now and again, don’t we? That’s when we get out that dusty videotape or CD of Noël Coward’s Brief... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, January 9, 2007

HI! LET ME INTRODUCE YOU TO THE BLACK FAIRY, OH .. YOU'VE ALREADY MET!!

I guess we all know that feeling; those days when it’s all gloom an’ doom, and nothing seems to go right – to be right. Those are “ What the hell’s the point of it all? ” days, but you know that what you’ve got to do is just hang in there, don’t sweat the small stuff, and wait for the sun to shine... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, January 2, 2007

WAR AND REMEMBRANCE. THOSE WHO GO : THOSE WHO STAY

The only difference between World War Two and its predecessors was the technology, for those who go to war, and those who await their return is an ancient institution; an apparently ineradicable aspect of the human condition. It is an attribute from which we are unlikely to be liberated for another... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, January 1, 2007

GO SCHLEPPIN' AROUND IN THE DARK, YOU DUNNO WHAT YOU'RE GONNA MEET!

This is another poem moved over from my Journal blog to where it belongs. It was just a flight of fancy, engendered by nothing more than the urge to write. MIDNIGHT HUNT Mist under the trees, hanging low above the ground. Under the mist I hear them: the night creatures. Hear their hearts: a rapid... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, December 27, 2006

LAMENTO PARA LAS VICTIMAS DE MADRID

This poem stemmed from my outrage at the train bombings in Madrid, and was translated for me by a lady in Madrid. It was dashed off in half an hour or so, fuelled by my sadness for the victims and their families. for Spain is now far more my homeland than the England that I left six years ago. I... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, December 22, 2006

NOCHE PERPETUA Todo estaba consumado, se había dicho la última palabra y yo me quedé junto a mi ventana y te vi partir. Te detuviste en la esquina, en la mancha de luz de un farol. Tu pelo era oro y tu abrigo una llama roja en la noche. Subiste la mirada una vez, tu cara un borrón pálido a través... Sign in to see full entry.

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AFTER MUCH BLOOD, SWEAT, TOIL, AND TEARS HERE IT IS! ( Sorry Winston! )

Format is all to hell of course! The Pauper’s Riot Being a true and Accurate account of the late Riot and Civil Commotion at the Shoreditch Workhouse, during which Foul Murder & Cannibalism occurred! The Paupers sat all wan and pallid, in the Shoreditch Workhouse squalid: and one of the number –... Sign in to see full entry.

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FOR REASONS GIVEN BELOW, A POEM FOLLOWS ( Or this follows it! LOL )

This is a pretty rudimentary word processing program, isn’t it? I’ve been sitting here for the last hour, trying to post this along with a poem set in two columns. Will it do it? Will it hell! So, in sheer desperation I’ll try posting this, then the poem immediately after. Watch this space! Probably... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, December 20, 2006

SOME FOLKS WON'T HAVE A CHRISTMAS : NOT THIS YEAR ; NOT EVER

This piece has been reworked and moved over from my Journal blog to where it belongs; here in a poetry blog. “ The poor are always with you.” Thus sayeth the Good Book, and it as true now as ever it was in Biblical and mediaeval times. Indeed, for simple demographic reasons, there are infinitely... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, December 15, 2006

A BIT OF ARIEL'S SPANISH NOCTURNAL MUSINGS

We're out with friends tonight, so I (re)post this piece early; just in time to give a heads-up to all you bleary-eyed Yanks out there. I have a far more powerful sense of history here in Spain than ever I did in England, and this has opened up a whole new field of exploration for me, for I have had... Sign in to see full entry.

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