Anthony Di'anno

Bronze Star - 2,747 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. Reunion 8/18/2015
8. To Love -new- 9/2/2015
9. Buried Treasure 4/8/2015
10. Man To Man 4/16/2015
11. Arid-Zephyr 3/1/2013
12. Angie 6/1/2014
13. To The Rattle 3/2/2013
14. Contact 5/19/2015
15. Can I Smell Your Nether Regions 5/19/2014
16. Nina 5/1/2014
17. Tousled 3/18/2015
18. Lost And Found 8/22/2014
19. Supper 10/10/2014
20. Angel Wing 10/25/2014
21. When The Dark Voices Come 8/17/2014
22. Just For The Heart 5/18/2014
23. Anchored 4/2/2013
24. Sparing The Rod 4/19/2013
25. Dear John 2/8/2014
26. Summer Winds 6/12/2014
27. Eve Of Destruction (2014) 9/30/2014
28. Awakening 3/15/2015
29. Sonnet#1 - Prelude To Freedom. 6/27/2013
30. Evp 3/22/2015
31. Yes I Did Call You Thing 2/13/2015
32. Hail! The Coming Year 12/27/2014
33. The Art Of Creation 10/30/2014
34. I Belong 8/20/2014
35. Raindrops 7/18/2014
36. Homeless 5/23/2014
37. Unsinkable 5/3/2014
38. Sisters And Brothers 2/7/2014
39. England Twenty Twelve 2/21/2013
40. Back In The Eighties 7/13/2014
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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Arid-Zephyr

Arid experience can scorch a heart.
Burning embers define a passion.
Cretaceous courage fall apart.
Destiny deliver over bridges ashen.

Elysium beckons for the brave.
Frangible as such hope may be.
Galahad has been a slave.
Heteromorphism a patient's key.

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