Peter Vealey

Veteran Poet - 1,453 Points [STILLMAN.] (16th March 1952. / Hertfordshire)

Peter Vealey Poems

41. Freedom Tower Part 2 4/18/2017
42. High Summer. 4/18/2017
43. Fallen. 4/18/2017
44. Disarming. 4/20/2017
45. Wildstreams Of Life. 4/20/2017
46. I Can See You Anywhere. 4/20/2017
47. A Case Of Criminal Expediency. 4/26/2017
48. The Lanterns. 4/26/2017
49. Tender Moments. 4/26/2017
50. The Church Is In Darkness. 4/26/2017
51. Nothing So Sad. 5/1/2017
52. A Relationship? . 5/1/2017
53. Love. 5/10/2017
54. Lean And Hungry. 5/10/2017
55. Cardboard Bread. 5/10/2017
56. Overtures Of A Lost Landscape. 5/14/2017
57. Befores 8/13/2007
58. Today? 11/26/2007
59. Black Leaves. 1/24/2008
60. 'Halcyon Days'. 6/2/2008
61. Friday's Dues. 11/10/2008
62. Thrust The Slack. 11/21/2008
63. Attention Turning. 11/25/2008
64. Sobering Thoughts. 12/8/2008
65. Sentimental Amnesty(A Dream) . 1/12/2009
66. Repose. 3/10/2009
67. Protrusions And Orifices. 9/25/2009
68. Dry. 10/5/2009
69. Border Years. 11/20/2009
70. Observations Part 1. 1/18/2010
71. Delusion Of Time. 3/29/2010
72. Ragged And Wise. 5/25/2011
73. How Cool The Amber Of The Day. 11/2/2012
74. Rare Meat. 11/16/2012
75. I Saw The Leaves. 11/27/2012
76. Seashells. 5/19/2015
77. Silence. 5/19/2015
78. Middle-England Blues. 5/19/2015
79. As If Nothing Had Happened. 3/13/2016
80. The Moment. 12/6/2014
Best Poem of Peter Vealey

Winter Jig.

There`s a low winters` moon
Just above the tree line.
There`s a low winters` moon
Just over the horizon.
It`s maybe the Sun,
But who can say?
All I know is winters` here again.
Looks so pure n` beautiful.
Snow over fields and
Dark days.
There`s a low winter moon
And its`just above the sea.
It maybe the Sun,
But who can say?
All I know is winters` stark n`
Freezing.
And all we do is look out and
Say is
What a beautiful day,
To be inside.
There`s a low winters` moon
And it looks like sheer beauty.

Read the full of Winter Jig.

Befores

It could all start again.
(And maybe end as well!)
Just a piece of paper.
An acceptance of notice!
(A requirement of proof of identity) and interest maybe!
An orange piece of paper.
A scrap, a twinkle in your eye.
I am enchanted, you're curious!
Who knows.

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