Anthony Di'anno

Bronze Star - 2,698 Points (Yorkshire)

Anthony Di'anno Poems

1. Sheepgoat's Cheesedream 2/11/2014
2. Celebrity Brand 5/16/2014
3. Speck 4/19/2015
4. Siren 5/21/2015
5. Dabs 5/22/2015
6. Wet Feet And Half Eaten Kippers 5/23/2015
7. Chris Aliss 6/23/2015
8. Buried Treasure 4/8/2015
9. Man To Man 4/16/2015
10. Hollow Graphic Hope 5/20/2015
11. Arid-Zephyr 3/1/2013
12. Just So You Know 6/30/2015
13. Angie 6/1/2014
14. To The Rattle 3/2/2013
15. Contact 5/19/2015
16. Can I Smell Your Nether Regions 5/19/2014
17. Nina 5/1/2014
18. Tousled 3/18/2015
19. Lost And Found 8/22/2014
20. Supper 10/10/2014
21. Angel Wing 10/25/2014
22. When The Dark Voices Come 8/17/2014
23. Just For The Heart 5/18/2014
24. Anchored 4/2/2013
25. Sparing The Rod 4/19/2013
26. Dear John 2/8/2014
27. Summer Winds 6/12/2014
28. Eve Of Destruction (2014) 9/30/2014
29. Awakening 3/15/2015
30. Sonnet#1 - Prelude To Freedom. 6/27/2013
31. Evp 3/22/2015
32. Yes I Did Call You Thing 2/13/2015
33. Hail! The Coming Year 12/27/2014
34. The Art Of Creation 10/30/2014
35. I Belong 8/20/2014
36. Raindrops 7/18/2014
37. Homeless 5/23/2014
38. Unsinkable 5/3/2014
39. Sisters And Brothers 2/7/2014
40. England Twenty Twelve 2/21/2013
Best Poem of Anthony Di'anno

Ode To A Blade Of Grass

Oh! whispering blade, ever hath your kin,
Swung and danced over grabbled graves of mine,
Where nightingales are oft enticed to sing,
To those mown down in regimented line,
Who once as barefoot lovers trod you well,
Then swore allegiance to a sovereign lie,
To fall in foreign fields where poppies swell,
Coffers in answer to a bankers cry,
'Tis true the sons of man can ill afford,
The blood they spill upon your verdant sword,

Still you embrace them all both friend and foe,
Line the verges that mark their pathways home,
From mist strewn glens ...

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Growing Myself

It is not easy just wishing it so.
Yet quite simple believing it be.
This mighty oak I am trying to grow,
Must be nurtured through the essence of me.

Planted deep in faith's definitive clay.
Resolute against the mightiest storm.
Those winds of shame that blew childhood away,
Can't change my desire never to conform.

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