Poems by Roger Stevens
I'm still on my hols actually. Staying at my in-laws for the last few days, and having a quick sneak at the blog when I should be outside enjoying the sun.We get back early next week. I'll be checking y'all out then. Meanwhile here are a couple of poems. One written on the way south when we stayed with some old friends who are renovating a big old house and setting up a Bed and Breakfast. The other written in Provence.See you soon.Au revoir.
Thanks for the card Roger you naughty engleesh person you! Scare bleaugh!Nice poem. We look forward to more the same but different.Sneaking a look at ones blogs on holiday is catching it seems!
Two beautiful poems particularly loved the second one, a calming rythem, whimsical. Sounds like you're having a good time anyway
short sweet masterful. like always. how i've missed this space.
this is my first day back from holidaying in Provence. bang on the nail with this one mate. one lept up and very nearly landed in my eye!!!
Nice to hear you're having a good holiday. How's the children's novel coming along?Loved the poems. Come back soon and let us have more!All the very best.
"run-every-way-at-once race." Another smart, whimsical description. Trademark you.
on the arlenc...i guess we can be anything we want to be and we can mean everything to other people.on race in provence...sounds like fun, sunshine, wind on my face and grass on my feet these were brought to mind by your poem.hope you're having a blast roger!
"run-every-way-at-once race."so you, so brilliant!
Glad you could do some posting while on holiday! Absolutely loved Arlenc! Two very Roger poems. Wonderful!
Bon jourWe had a similiar experience in Marbury..walking through the grass sent out a cloud of daddy long legs...which blundered around in front of us...not as poetic as grass hoppers..but more comical.They fly like helicopter pilots who are reading athe manual upside down.GET OUT SIDE AND ENJOY THAT SUN...
Just heard on the North west news that there is a plague of daddy long-legs (crane fly) up here. I can belive it - two crashing about in my lampshade last night! I had to scoop them up in a plastic beaker and deposit the gangly ones outside. Its all go!
Loved the poems...each conjuring up all kinds of visions...reading your poems is like taking a giant multivitamin...energizing. Miss you!
I just loved the picture that painted. Brought back good memories.
The comments in your comment section are mounting up along with the expectation. (hushed voices on the blog airwaves are whispering 'Roger's back, Roger's back, where is his latest post. Where is his latest poem?'). So then tell, about France and Provence and about the swiftly disappearing tan that you both have and about the various bottles of delicious wine that you have drunk. C'mon man, your audience awaits.
You're so kind CJ. Provence was particularly fine. I wonder if we passed one another without realising it? Maybe you and your family were sitting on the next table.It all seems to so ong ago now.Where's the sun gone? That's what I want to know.
The Sun? Why it is over there, thataway.
this is adorable. as always making me look at things differently. that is what i love about poetry :)
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