Douglas Scotney Poems

...those horrible white sky days of Adelaide,
I hate them for their glare.
They never let the fumes take flight;
Remind me of an office where
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We knew not on Aonian mount
The outskirts of pollution,
Needed not then, I know need now,
A negative solution.
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In company of quite different take
The poet went out dawdling
Down by Grasmere Lake.
Dead calm the lake, no wind.
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To put in poetry
a report on greed in New Zealand,
this poet turns 'too many bees for the pollen'
into 'too many bees for the blossoms'...
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states:
The more there is in the air we breathe
the more it causes us harm,
whether the smell
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Now that he has gone,
credit him for our boldness.
Forgive him for his failings-
he feared he wasn't right.
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A neighbour finds a crane noble
who neither warns nor boasts.
Ripples, hindrance to scheme,
trigger the neighbour's dream
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..............gather father
bother mother
alive relive
siege sieve
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shadowed by an earth
patient with its one idea,
competes with earth
to inspire the poet
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