lost

azure coast by anelephantcant

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lost

you point up to a shooting star
say I should wish upon it
tell me I must honour you
with a poem or a sonnet

you laugh at my strange accent
say it sounds like I am lost
so I follow you from high white peaks
to the salty azure coast

I play this tune on my guitar
but the rhythm seems all wrong
my fingers bleed my voice breaks down
when I try to sing your song

an image on a postcard
a frozen waste a polar bear
you didn’t even sign it
just wrote wish you were there

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la mer

la mer Méditerranée by anelephantcant

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La Mer

la mer Méditerranée
by night
dark
calm
sparkling in gentle moonlight
soft rivers of mercury
undulating
mysterious
while
fish
in splashes
of gleaming silver
dance
along the shoreline
by day
whipped
by the Mistral
racing eastwards
in choppy
white tipped
ridges
of flying spume
myriad colours
determined by depth
by shadow
by drifting cloud
perhaps
by nature’s palette
wild and magnificent
but
from the mountains
pure glass
shaded aquamarine
my heart
and soul
rejoice
in adoration

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memories

golden sands by anelephantcant

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memories of you

silver fish dance in moonlit surf
mermaids frolic in turquoise hue
we two holding hands on golden sands
these are my memories of you

water falls down a steep sided gorge
eagles soar in skies brilliant blue
ravens who call to tell you they guard
these are my memories of you

fountains that bubble on moss covered rock
cobbled lanes that were never new
city of artists vibrant alive
these are my memories of you

hair tangled wild in summer Mistral
dazzling smiles that I believed true
eyes with a promise of eternity
these are my memories of you

casual goodbye when last we met
a heart that is broken in two
tears that keep flowing never to stop
these are my memories of you

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like you

like you by phil burns

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like you

slender legs in summer dresses
saunter past as cute girls do
but of all the pretty swaying ladies
no one just no one walks like you

snow white teeth and rose red lips
sparkling eyes of green or blue
mouths that light the darkest moments
but no one no one smiles like you

warm hands caressing sweet and gentle
the passion that ignites anew
the thrill that floods our every contact
no one but no one loves like you

the melodies of joyful people
the happy sounds that gurgle through
from children lovers mothers old folk
but no one no one laughs like you

moments mystical and magic
mermaids shown and known as true
rainbows captured by your soft kiss
no one fills my dreams like you

slender legs in summer dresses
sparkling eyes of green or blue
the thrill that floods our every contact
but no one breaks my heart like you

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Scotland Blues

The Saltire, or St Andrew’s Cross by anelephantcant

November 30th is St Andrew’s Day, Scotland’s official national day.
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Leaving Scotland Blues

Across the loch into the glen
Settling low on hillside heather
The morning mists moisten his eyes
Brush his heart like snow white feather
This love he knows
Will never go
Leaving Scotland forever

Across one more majestic bridge
Into the sleeping city centre
Soft drizzle falls like angels’ tears
A fitting start to this adventure
This doubt he knows
Will never go
Leaving Scotland forever

And she looks from a window there
With no more words to say
She too breaks slowly from within
As she sadly turns away

The lowlands pass beneath him now
The rolling hills abandoned
The verdant slopes are dull and grey
With sorrow and with chagrin
This ache he knows
Will never go
Leaving Scotland forever

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San Francisco

San Francisco by anelephantcant

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San Francisco

I met her
once upon a time
in San Francisco
the city
of love and peace
and for the time
that we spent
together
my heart
to my surprise
filled
with love
and my soul
at long last
was at ease

I felt
that I’d known her
forever
since dinosaurs
wandered the earth
her eyes
held the mysteries
of all time
I believed
she was there
at the birth

she was
a flower
that blossomed
in sunshine
while I’m
a creature
of winter
and rain
so
I wept
when
she told me
I must go
but
I promised
I’d come back
again

I wept
when
she told me
I must go
and
I never
went back there
again

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The Great Peace

The Unknown Soldier

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The Great Peace

The pain surprises me.
The rain falls steadily, but it is not the cause of the pain.
The wind blows briskly, but it is not the cause of the pain.

I look around the small cemetery, one out of around 940 in France and Belgium.
It is the cause of my pain.
It contains the graves of 1262 British, 4 Canadian and 29 German soldiers and airmen.
There is no segregation by rank or nationality, and each grave is immaculately tended.
They are arranged in chronological order of death.
Think about that, just for a moment.

The peace is in sharp contrast to those bloody days 100 years ago.
The days when this part of Northern France was the world’s battlefield, bringing men from all parts of the planet to die here.

The Great War.
I almost smile at the oxymoron.
But find I cannot.
Because of the tears in my eyes and the lump in my throat.

the great war they said
was the war to end all wars
flowers grow in tears

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