Pete Crowther Poems

Wise wizards
Work wonders
With words
While wanton
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The sea is calm, the sun is going down
As side by side we stand upon the shore
And watch each wave take shape, run in, and break
Upon the sand. No clouds just sea and sky
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Bleak Lilith haunts the night's dark streams
Disturbing sleepers with her own stark dreams.
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Slowly the sun
sinks in the west
leaving the land
lonely, forlorn
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John Carmichael is dead,
he was a lovely man,
he used to yodel and he sang,
played cricket, liked a drink,
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It is snowing in Vineland,
The first flakes are falling
Gently as blessings
Through the still air.
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Mrs. Sun has shone today
so hot it was I can’t believe
she was alone. I think
she must have brought
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When we walk down the road at night
past all the houses with lighted windows
and no curtains drawn, you like to look in.
You say that’s why people leave their curtains open
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A display of local art was held today
In the village hall and in the children’s section
I could sense their joy in life’s good things:
Spring lambs, bright flowers, the grazing cows
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At the Crown and Anchor,
On a cold winter's day,
Drinking coke and orange
And playing dominoes,
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