M.L. Emmett Poems

At Summer Solstice, the Sun is far
distant from the celestial equator
and that day is the longest of the year.
From Khufu's Great Pyramid at Giza
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At Vernal equinox, the Sun crosses
over the plane of the Earth's equator
and equalises the night and the day.
Then will the Emerald Dragon awaken
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Fifty Seven winters besieged your brow
gouging deep ruts in your beauty paddock
Quick witted armoury surrendered now
sparking like the neurons of a haddock
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No grecian urn nor sculpted monument
can live beyond the realms of space and time
But in these lines of skilled form and content
you will live on, the centre of my rhyme.
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My lover's eyes no longer navy pools
bleached paler by years of beating sun
His nose over facial dominion rules
and skin with liver spots is overrun
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Sherbet morning sky
Orange juice sun glare
Squeezes out
A flavour spectrum
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Big Mama Goth with ready smile
That hides the gritted teeth and steady bile
That slides across your tongue.
No man to warm your bed
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Silver birches line the lake
bone-pale before the evergreens
shoreline a rip rap
of gnarled and twisted stumps
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Sombre bronzed fog
low-rolling
across the sea
loosing form
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She wears the uniform of the well-heeled
helping classes
no-knees long, navy pure wool
Country Road skirt
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