Susie Hemingway

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Home For Tea – May 2009

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On May 11, 2009

In Health Issues, My Family, Poetry, Uncategorized

 

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You rest in doctors room the struggle great,
deep in reverie while you wait
as musing you gaze, far from me
I wish we could be home for tea…
but more than this, my wish for you
to not have this life of waging war,
to beseech and plead the pain away
this fervency of another day.
I wish I could bewitch this ‘beast’
to lure in cruel felony at least,
I wish we could be home for tea…

 

To listen and note every word
erroneous statements, you must see
as babble on, this fallacy
I ask for more, that will not be,
I wish we could be home for tea…
your shoulders crumple, your limbs are weak
but still you smile, polite, unique,
me bitter and hissing I sag within
this undeserved and stricken life
goes through my heart as doth a knife
I wish we could be home for tea
Oh! I wish we could be home for tea…

 

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All Rights Reserved @ May 2009

Life is Fragile – Love Is Not

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On May 4, 2009

In Health Issues, My Family, Poetry, The Wolds

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Life Is Fragile – Love is Not.

 

So spins our lives in turning chasms of change,
blurred and slippery as water
cascading over slimy rocks,
my wordless gesture in troubled times
invades your worried mind,
fiercely as the brushing hand to restless horse
my smile confirms, to reassure your fretful gaze,
as hell as life sometimes appears
in daily disclosing of newer pain,
my heart swoops and suffers,
my misty eyes, my soul knows
life is fragile, but love is not.

 

As birds black and shiny soar
to ‘crow’ in noisy rattle begin,
another nasty turn like sin,
to stab in pain, to etch within,
to reproduce in making bold this latest evidence,
dismissing in magicians wand, I wave again
I wave again…
To struggle and plunge I flounder there
impeach myself, still always care,
frightened, damp and cold
my misty eyes, my soul knows
life is fragile, but love is not
love is not…

 

All Rights Reserved  @  May 2009

Poet Laureate – Carol Ann Duffy.

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On May 2, 2009

In Current Affairs, Poetry, Uncategorized

How pleased I was to hear the news, that the very brilliant poet Carol Ann Duffy has been chosen to be our new Poet Laureate. I have been a devotee of  her wonderful poems for sometime now, especially her wonderful book “Rapture” which is essential reading for those of us,  lucky to understand that  poems can help us, even during the most painful episodes in our lives.  Her poems are really profound, humane longings of passion, they can and do speak for so many of us. Well done Carol Ann Duffy who is also the  very  first woman Poet.

Further Poems Of Love.

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On April 29, 2009

In Health Issues, Lincolnshire, Poetry, The Wolds, Uncategorized, Village

Can be found at http://www.susiehemingway.blogspot.com

“Breath of Life – My Partner” by Susie Hemingway.

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On April 29, 2009

In Poetry, Uncategorized

 
This poem is dedicated to the partners  and love ones of the  EMS/Firefighters in Providence Rhode Island USA and to the Paramedics and Firefighters World-Wide.

 

Fresh blood falls upon our streets
like dark red satin smooth upon a bed,
wild trees blow and hang their limbs,
as pain strews all living things,
still within, as snug as partners curl
upon a furry rug in fire glow,
my mind tells me you’re safe
my heart knows you are there,
you are the sunlight in my arms…

 

My heart impaled, transfixed in fear
when world rocks life so bitter and cruel
this struggle for peace so gently brave,
in quiet times, as I survey the scene
and in frightening moments of terror
come fragrant as a summer rose,
thoughts of  you…to clear my mind.
you are the sunlight in my arms,
you are my breath of life…

 

” How harsh, how tough, these long days
how precious your honourable soul,
how undemanding how much you care
this ready smile of a brave man
and as you fight for strength, this daily task
your right of sovereignty is quietly protected,
this stillness comes, our land is covered,
lives are changed”

 

But, still you are the sunlight in my arms
Still, you are my partner,
Still you are my breath of life…

 

All Rights Reserved @ April 2009

 

More comments on  “Breath Of Life – My Partner” shown on
http://www.susiehemingway.blogspot.com

3.06.2009 Have heard today from Paul Embery, Regional Offical, London Region, FBU, that this poem has been  circulated to all members of the London Fire Brigade.

Through My Eyes – by Susie Hemingway

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On April 22, 2009

In Love poems, Poetry, Uncategorized

The music, distant, dusty but ours from years ago…

fills my mind and soul
my toes in shiny heels do tap,
my face in smiles my hands do clap,
and through my eyes, absorbed and clear
such beautiful faces, sitting here,
these sparkling eyes, this crowded room,
so young, peaceful, handsome, so alive…
just enjoying each other, just being together.
I hear their laughter I place my hand on his,
through my eyes I see them here
through my eyes I see it all…
All rights reserved @ 2009. – Written about the evening of the 18 April 2009

Published Again!

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On March 30, 2009

In Books, Lincolnshire, Poetry, The Wolds, Uncategorized

How nice to be published today in this unusual collection of  poetry.  These poems were written by a group of  this country’s poets about life here in the UK.  Putting together their feelings, thoughts and opinions about their homeland which defines our unique culture and spirit.  A somewhat different style for me, as I am known for my ‘poems of  love’  see  http://www.susiehemingway.blogspot.com  still in many ways my poem written about Horncastle  and shown here below, is still in a way, a poem of love. 

Heartland 30.03.2009 

Published by United Press Ltd 2009.

I Watch – by Susie Hemingway

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On March 27, 2009

In Love poems, Poetry, Uncategorized

In watchful reverence as slumber creeps
Comes the silver rays that cast shadows on my walls
My pen doth scratch the paper,
In breaking silence comes my poetry by moonlight,
Rest quietly beloved, with your rendezvous in dreams
This daily plunder systematically steals your frame
But nought can rob your soul.
This modicum of peace, this repose in sleep.
I proffer my heart as my hand trembles in writing,
Just your breath faint and steady, holds my heart.
And as the clouds cross the quivering rays
Leaving my heart in darkness,
In breaking silence, comes my poetry by moonlight…

All Rights Reserved :@ 2009
“I Watch” has been selected to be published in a forthcoming book by United Press called ‘Poetry By Moonlight’

" I Write For You" – by Susie Hemingway

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On March 3, 2009

In Love poems, Multiple myeloma, Poetry, Uncategorized

As sun doth melt the silver days
and fresh green buds do chase away
the remnants of these chilly days,
I write for you…
you sleep and sleep my only love
you miss spring birds and clouds above,
in dreaming slumber, days do pass, and
even though against the breeze
the fragile words do come to me,
still sleep stays on those lovely eyes,
for days are shorter dear for you
the circle smaller, in violet blue,
again the sun will find it’s rays
to warm your heart and fill your days
and I will spend my time with you
in quiet gentle solitude,
till this day, my only love,
I write for you…
soon once again, dear God for me
you’ll sit on swing, beneath the trees,
to listen to the buzzing bees
the rustle of the summer leaves,
then you will snuggle close to me,
when smudges of my tears
do fall, to stain the ink,
and you will sleep,
and I will write
my words for thee…

This Poem read by Susie on BBC Radio on 20 May 2009 during Poetry Week, can be heard, on: http://susietest.stff.me ( just scroll down, past the poem “Love Smiles” )

Copyright @ 2009

Hamada Updates

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On March 1, 2009

In Health Issues, My Family, Poetry, Uncategorized

Hamada updates and a new poem ” I Write For You” on: http://www.susiehemingway.blogspot.com

"Horncastle" by Susie Hemingway.

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On January 20, 2009

In Lincolnshire, Poetry, The Wolds, Uncategorized

 

Horncastle Horncastle Continental Market Day

This very enticing bustling town

With old streets that go round and round

With brimming river running through

It was so nice to share with you

A market place that stands so proud

Where, on a good day, the crowds abound

Horncastle, its charms and you

With seagulls and a sky of blue

We stood to watch the ducks in view

A  lovely place to spend us two,

A  charming town with lovely folk

Who always stop to chat and joke,

The pretty streets in olden days

A halcyon town in every way

Time spent in Horncastle  dear with you

A smile it brings when I review…

 

Copyright@ 2008

Poem selected for publication in  the  forthcoming book “Heartlands”

Photos Courtesy of Matt Rutherford: All Rights Reserved.

How Nice..

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On January 11, 2009

In Poetry, Uncategorized, Village

 

Village Church 

It was rather a surprise but very nice to hear, one of my poems read so beautifully  by the Reverend Avril Ford, at the Sunday service in our village church this morning.  You can read the full poem: “And The Heavens Smiled” on http://www.susiehemingway.blogspot.com

In Quiet Days – by Susie Hemingway

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On January 9, 2009

In Poetry, Uncategorized

In quiet days as fearsome news
imparted so gently, comes to view,
your face so stoic hardly moves
my accepting warrior, my hero true.

The look that really says it all,
and although you can’t, your standing tall,
as beautiful hand is placed on mine,
I bite my lip, as the clock chimes.

Say nothing yet, let’s think it through
for actions now will be askew,
decisions made in quiet ways, will pave
for you another day.

The reality that stings my eyes
the sadness as results arrive,
in watchful bide my thoughts of you,
your boldness gallant fighter true.

In quiet days of misty cold
our world is smaller, but not letting go,
this ‘beast’ that creeps within our realm,
will, with courage, be crushed down.

My accepting warrior, my hero true…

And The Heavens Smiled – A Prayer -by Susie Hemingway

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On October 27, 2008

In Love poems, Poetry, Uncategorized

Through my fears, the heavens smiled
shafts of sunlight fell my way
great big rays of golden glory
came to me that bluest day,
from somewhere amid the heavens
upon a gentle breeze,
issued forth that tranquil feeling,
bringing salvation straight to me.

A calm and needed preservation,
radiant in beam of light
to not forsake, although forlorn
and hopeless, seeing all within my sight,
I lift my face to narrow beam
it’s pouring warmth to cover me,
and stubborn as this heart allows,
I stand in watchful patience now.

Come shine for me, your rays of gold
come gentle breeze, to bathe my cold,
Oh! glowing energy in crimson light,
impervious to change so bright,
enlighten with your power,
the vigour of my soul,
in dreams of costly structure
this folly, that is bold.

Who sent this cheering influence
in heart where sadness dwells,
what spark, what fiery brilliance,
provoked this staunchness now,
still, the heavens smiled, and shafts
of sunlight fell my way,
great big rays of golden glory
came to me that bluest day…

@ Copyright October 2008

“Sunset at Kanyemba” Courtesy of Ellie Robson.

“Sunrise at Hemingby” Courtesy of Janey Johnson.
: Extract read at the Epiphany Service In Village Church Jan 4 2009

All Rights Reserved @ 2008

Autumn Changes

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On October 13, 2008

In Gardens and Gardening, Poetry, Uncategorized

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“As pears that do not ripen, affirmation takes it’s place, when Autumn leaves turn to gold, my mind trenchant and keen; I conquer many fearsome things, subdue and overcome, and as the mists arrive, how precious days become” …

Extract taken from the poem “Seasons Pass” by Susie Hemingway.

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