William Messent Poems

The gulled sky shrieks above a mournful sea;
In the grey austerity, the wind moans.

Like candyfloss, spun by the waves,
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Hear the song of humpback whales
Gathering in Hawaiian waters,
Gathering for Cetacean opera,
Male exclusive grand recital;
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In memoriam, Sir John Betjeman.
He was a nature-loving gentle man,
Anglican by faith, a genial fellow
As bright and colourful as Piper's window,
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The January snow has thawed and gone at last
And in its wake a single snowdrop stands:
It grew unseen beneath a shining shroud
Which melted to reveal the hope of Spring,
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Take Five (5/4) :
He was a great man
Our David Brubeck;
Jazz was a big hit
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My name is Fritz, Shrödinger's Cat,
I sometimes wonder where I'm at.
Within a small world I exist;
My master, he's a physicist
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Desolate sea
between steel sky and dusky shore.
A sinister mist creeps in,
adds to the grey gloom.
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So finally the Olympic flame is snuffed.
Two weeks of stress, joy, sweat and tears,
Four years of training hard, rewarded well
Upon the track, the field, on wheels
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My friend, one hundred years you've stood
With outstretched arms in Ashbury Wood;
Expecting little, giving much,
I wish that man would be as such.
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With great surprise O king of Letcombe Brook
I find you fishing here in Wantage town.
A flash of blue and copper - let me look -
Iridescent green and arrowing down
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