Martin Ward

Martin Ward Poems

An Autumn Elegy

Turn the season,
golden morn.
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Seven Women Dancing

Seven women dancing:
Fourteen legs;
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An Engineer's Epitaph
(Nottingham Road Cemetery, Derby)

Work of an unknown poet, transcribed
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Earth from Space

You look so beautiful:
putting on your finest face.
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Cathedral

I could not
read the words,
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The Carrot Sonnet

My beautiful, orange, four-legged friend,
not a barking dog, nor a neighing horse:
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Saint Teresa's Wisdom
(Based on Saint Teresa of Avila's words)

If you have love,
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Adelard's Tree
(The Allestree Sonnet)

In Allestree, Adelard's Tree stands strong.
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Never turn back

No Moon that night as the North Sea swelled,
Sending blinding rain in a North-East gale.
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Each year, at this time,
I see beneath the washing line,
a beautiful flower appear.
No matter if the shears
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My run may be a short sprint or a Marathon.
We know the starting time, but are never sure
when we will cross the finishing line.
May I refrain from looking at my watch:
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In Derbyshire,
we call it 'backendish: '
a time when summer
reluctantly runs to fall.
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Culture: ambition of an alchemist;
mixture in a Petri dish:
all of this and more.
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Armistice Day
(Definition of armistice: a temporary halt to hostilities,
until an agreement is reached that war will end)
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A trumpet sounds in a subway.

Crispian clarion call that would ring
exultant beneath cathedral dome.
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It's very pleasant to hunker-down
in front of the television.
Place a warm blanket over my knees;
a glass of red wine close at hand.
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Lully, lullah, thou little tiny child,
Bye bye, lully, lullay.
Thou little tiny child,
Bye bye, lully, lullay.
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18.

Peace: a single syllable
that melts in the mouth
and trips off the tongue.
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Now is the time
to sow sunflowers.

A single flower
...

Azure blue of Mary's Gown
laid down upon the landscape.
Brightest hues of rising spring
that only An Artist could bring.
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Martin Ward Biography

Poet, composer, martial artist and veteran athlete. Martin Ward is a member of the well-known Ward family of Derby that includes the former England footballer Peter Ward; Singer-songwriter Lucy Ward; artist Nicola Ward and Ultra Marathon Runner Richard Ward. Martin Ward won the John Nicholson Prize in 2011 for his poem 'Saltaire at 13 o'clock'. His poetry reflects many interests: Human nature; the natural world; Marathon and fell running; love; history and faith. Has featured in Derbyshire press for his ancestry tracing: Martin is descended from King Edward 1 and the Plantagenets, and is a distant cousin of HM King Charles111, Boris Johnson and Elvis Presley. George Eliot (Mary Ann Evans) is Martin's 2nd cousin 5X removed and George Orwell (Eric Blair) is Martin's 5th cousin.)

The Best Poem Of Martin Ward

An Autumn Elegy

An Autumn Elegy

Turn the season,
golden morn.
Of fragrant mists,
where woodland scents
from under-foot,
infuse the moment
with crushed content.

When other muses
dance in Spring,
or laze beneath
an azure sky,
I feast upon
this ripened time,
intoxicated by your form.

Banquet of all seasons,
I take my fill.
Russet-red
before my eyes,
the pallet-mix
of nature's hand.

Geese squadrons
wedge the door
that lets in winter.

She does not die;
she does not sleep:
this adolescent,
mixed-up child.

Wise as an old man
with stubble chin,
that guards the concrete
smoothness held within.

You beg me
to Remember, Remember;
as if some melancholy
should hold me still.

You are no past lover,
nor transitory soul.
You do not wait
or call me to you.
I gaze as you turn
towards me once again.

Martin Ward Comments

The Amused 16 May 2018

U are u from Splitsville crazy! ! !

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Adams King 24 October 2017

Welcome pal nbless u

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