May 2011
1 post
My Help for heroes poem- The fall and rise
The fall, and rise.
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I fall and fall, time seems still
All sound muted
The world some harrowing illusion,
Now to me so ill suited.
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Half in dream, I see a face,
Sweet patron of the brave.
I am part now of this, bellowing ash
Cold grey tears rain down
The moment of ill thought comes,
As comrades around shout and frown.
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Lifted up, touch me not ill fated ground,
Carried now by the...
April 2011
7 posts
The Half Forgotten Head- a poem by Tara Staunton
I grin and gnash my teeth,
The bones cackle and crack within me.
Half lost in dust,
Half lost in shadows,
Half lost upon this lonely shelf.
Cast like Orion to the edge of heaven,
To gloom with pitchy breath,
And peer at shining life, through sightless sockets.
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I groan and grind my teeth ,
The bones cackle and crack within me.
Forgotten by temperance,
Forgotten by all it seems,
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The Eternal Lovers- a poem by Tara Stautnon
The sand has ran through.
Your flaxen curls lie still.
I lie next to you, still too.
My hands, cold and blue, embrace your fingers.
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We degenerate as one,
Dust to dust.
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Your soft white lips, are turned towards my ear,
But no hot breath escapes them.
My forehead leans upon your chest,
No strong heart beats, you are at rest, now stirring not.
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We are nout but heavenly skulls,
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The Moonlit Funeral- a poem by Tara Staunton
This night we are walking
So lightly do we tread
So as not to scare the bluebells
Or wake the beasts ahead
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On the previous evening
As our mother lay to die
She said a lady with a pail
Had told her to say goodbye
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She cried “Oh daughters please don’t mourn
For my life has been so long
Do not look that way my son
Blessed is the angles song
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I see it all so clearly now
The...
A Fairee Kiss- a poem by Tara Staunton
I go, I fly,
My sweet soul and I.
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Between the scented smells,
Of newly sprung bluebells,
Watch for me on mountain heath,
Between the fountains of your belief,
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I am a fay of Fairee blood,
I dwell in worlds beyond the wood.
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Beneath the air you breathe,
And sod you walk,
Is the place were my feet stalk,
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Meet me in the enchanted glen,
And there, my love, we shall kiss...
Vanity Fair- a poem by Tara Staunton
“A piteous crowd of devils
To soft your blue eyes
To see their sinful mirth
Their indulgence in all proud majesty of greed”
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A sweet whisper in mine ear
Oh protector of me
This vile destitution fills me with fear!
The grey tear filled eye that ponders me,
Sharply averted by kind squires glance.
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He hurries me through,
This forgotten city.
Death hold’s their hands, but to drunk...
The Half Open door- a poem by Tara Staunton
Is that you, my fair love,
Who steadily breathes,
Is it you sweet bodies warmth,
I sense in the dark,
Are those your white fingers,
That caress the doors edge,
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I call to you,
But silent you remain.
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Why my dear love,
Do you linger so still,
Does the cold rush of the night not,
Blush your skin blue,
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Come my love,
through the half open door.
Come sweet apparition,
and be...
The wood doth call - a poem by Tara Staunton
Thou knowest why, the skull grins and the stone bleedeth,
is thou not but aware of wicked deeds, lieth you not, in wait like a tiger scorned, ready to tear the handsomed flesh of the noble creature, that creature so full of beauty in hoof and stride- does thine heart not beat and mourn at the misgivings of thine own pride! So fickle is thine ways, so sterile are thine actions.
Time moves...
July 2009
2 posts
Reinventing Dancehalls
We constantly hear stories about the fabled ‘Youth of today’ in which these infamous scoundrels prowl our streets in the dark hours, cider bottle in hand, intent on frighting the old folk, the ones who assure us that this sort of behavior would never happen in ‘their day’. Though I firmly believe most people look upon the past with rose tinted glasses, and do wrongly...
Never To Late to go to Tate!
Ever think that spending your evening at an art gallery would be rather boring? Think again, Last Night Tate Liverpool held Late at Tate’s ‘Fools spectrum’ in which audiences where introduced to a wide Variety of exiting visual art performances from some very colourful characters!
The event was to celebrate the recent colour chart exhibition which includes many famous art pieces from artists such...