C Richard Miles

C Richard Miles Poems

521. April Spring Sonnet 5/1/2011
522. When We Were Young… 12/3/2008
523. False Teeth - A Children's Poem 2/3/2009
524. A Grand Morning 2/3/2009
525. A Few Short Musings On Poets 1/5/2009
526. Manchester Memories 5/22/2011
527. Coin Collecting 6/6/2011
528. A Month To Christmas 12/1/2009
529. A Palimpsest For Peace 10/17/2009
530. Traffic's Thoughts 8/16/2011
531. A Cry For Burma (Written After The Cyclone 2008) 11/14/2008
532. A Dot 11/21/2008
533. Thoughts Of A Goldfish 11/19/2008
534. A Faithful Friend 3/12/2009
535. Caterpillar, Caterpillar - A Children's Poem 2/11/2009
536. A Sense Of Spring 5/22/2011
537. Changes 11/12/2008
538. Sunshot On The Bus Ride To Hebden Bridge 8/16/2011
539. Watching The Cherry Blossom Dance By Sadler's Wells 5/22/2011
540. Zoo Fruit Feeding Time 6/6/2011

Comments about C Richard Miles

  • Jackie Lee (12/5/2015 7:30:00 PM)

    I'd like to use a poem written by C. Richard Miles as a not for profit short film. Who must I contact for the usage rights? I don't see his publisher anywhere.

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  • Laurette Evans (4/18/2011 9:24:00 AM)

    The Choral Society that I belong to would like to use Cotton Mills as the words to a commissioned piece of music. Would you give your permission for us to do this? The Choral Society website is www.burychoralsociety.com or you could contact me at l.evans@bolton.ac.uk

    Laurette Evans

Best Poem of C Richard Miles

Zoo Fruit Feeding Time

At the zoo's fruit feeding time:
An ape ate a grape, .
A porcupine ate a lime,
A skate ate a date,

A ferret ate a cherry,
A baboon ate a prune,
A bear ate a pear,
An opossum ate a plum,

A wolverine ate a tangerine.
An armadillo ate a tamarillo,
A bunny rabbit ate a pomegranate,
A gorilla ate vanilla,

A pig ate a fig,
A newt ate a grapefruit,
A lynx ate quince,
A wombat ate a kumquat,

A macaw ate a pawpaw,
An eland ate a lemon,
A llama ate a guava,
An elephant ate a melon,

A tamarin ate a mandarin,...

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Aftermath Of An Election

That day, dank drizzle drifted,
Insinuating itself wearily
Upon still-sleeping city streets,
Which begrudged grey globs of gum
Discarded on pallid paving-stones.

Skies, scowling, sagged
And tugged away
At any sign of cheerfulness,

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