JJ Evendon

Bronze Star - 2,250 Points (31 May 1949)

JJ Evendon Poems

1. Mental Case 2/13/2012
2. A Breakfast Affair 2/13/2012
3. Sink Monster 2/13/2012
4. Valentino 2/13/2012
5. Twilight - A Christmas Spirit 2/13/2012
6. Monkey - A Prologue To The End Of The World 2/13/2012
7. A Younger Heart 2/13/2012
8. Travelling To Nowhere 2/13/2012
9. Mission 2/13/2012
10. Emptiness 2/15/2012
11. End Of Time 2/15/2012
12. Ski 4/6/2012
13. Conjuctivitis 5/16/2012
14. Froggy Toes 5/18/2012
15. To Be An Astronaut 5/31/2012
16. Tomorrow Is Not Another Day 6/27/2012
17. Crispy Sheets 7/8/2012
18. Early Morning 7/10/2012
19. Beware Of The Pie Cooker 7/10/2012
20. Arms Of An Angel 7/29/2012
21. Lavender 10/23/2012
22. Man On A Mission 4/23/2012
23. The Sock 4/24/2012
24. Breaking Free 4/25/2012
25. Food 10/23/2012
26. The Bike Must Go - A Song 10/23/2012
27. Tea 11/14/2012
28. It's Cold 11/30/2012
29. Halo 4/18/2012
30. Warmth Of The Sun 2/8/2013
31. Just Because 2/21/2013
32. Megaliths 2/26/2013
33. Coffee 4/3/2013
34. Stratosphere 5/28/2013
35. From My Front Door 5/30/2013
36. A Loving Man 6/17/2013
37. My Pear Tree 9/30/2013
38. Why? 1/11/2014
39. My Corner 1/15/2014
40. The Word 1/20/2014

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Whispering Stones

Great sarsens stand silent, like warriors.
Awaiting battle, awaiting orders.
On the passing of the shortest night,
they become sanctified with the coming of the new light.
It is this cosmic signal which re-awakens their dormant spirit
marking the arrival of the longest day, releasing the power that's held within it,
As their long dark shadows shorten and then slowly fade away,
they draw upon the elements - earth, water, air and fire – to come into play.
For millennia their synchronicity was of equal form,
to become 'Spirit' – the fifth element – set by the ...

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Valentino

Valentino Valentino Valentino

I hope you like the sound of that. Valentino - that’s my name,
I’m the cutest duck to roam this side of Bockmer Lane.
They say I’ve got the most handsome face, the prettiest of feet,
a waddle to die for and a body that’s hard to beat.
I don’t like motorcycles, planes or boats.
I can’t cook, sweep, read or tell funny jokes,
or wash dishes – but why would any duck want to do that?

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