what a great start to the 14th year of #Dversepoetrypub. the byrds song turn turn turn featured inspired this poem
Turned.
#quadrille, #dversepoetspub.
Where is the child,
The shy quiet child.
All turned by life.
There is a season,
A turn, turn, turn,
Every new life season.
Turn, turn, turn, adolescent,
Hiding from bad times.
Shy child into poet.
Where is the child,
The shy quiet child.
© rog leach 14/07/2025
The last poppy.
#anti-war.
Here I stand alone,
Blowing in the breeze,
The last of my kind,
Red.
The bombs of man,
Have finally stopped,
Witness to man’s demise,
Alone.
Scorched blackened earth,
Weapons of war defunct,
No more man,
Death.
Red,
The last of my kind,
Blowing in the breeze,
Here I stand.
© rog leach 09/06/2025
I dream.
#quadrille, #dversepoetspub, #antiwar
Melancholy dreams darken my heart,
Fractured sunrises over war torn lands.
Fractured sunrises forever.
Belief of the greedy weapons dealers,
Propaganda selling arms as peace keepers.
Peace never reached.
Fractured dreams of peace and love,
Melancholy sunrises over promised cease fires.
Never being realised.
© rog leach 02/06/2025
its my favourite evening at #dversepoetrypub. yes quadrille night thanks to Lillian for the sunrise prompt.
Welcome to #quadrille Monday. hosted over on #dversepoetspub this evening by kim in north northfolk.
A quiet poet.
#quadrille, #dversepoetrypub, #antiwar,
Load, load, load up the quiet,
Before your words take flight.
Listen, listen, listen to others loud,
Before your words fight back.
Heal, heal, heal in natures warmth,
Before your words lose meaning.
Watch, watch, watch others war propaganda,
Use your poems for peace.
© 19/05/2025 rog leach
Word tangled.
#quadrille, #word@thewharf, #dversepoetspub,
Tangy words, of love,
Not man’s best friends tonight.
Tongue twisted and tied,
Tangling over our simple.
Joyful Words,
Tied tongue knotting,
Over poems often,
Spoken, tangled tongues.
Live poems with friends,
All tongue tangled,
Word @ the wharf,
Legendry night of tangy words.
© 05/05/2025 rog leach.
Hello again #dversepoetrypub. Tonight's #quadrille we have been asked to write using the tangle reminded me of an evening at a monthly spoken word meet up I attend. one evening last year a number of those who shared their words got tongue tied including myself.
perspective poetry 
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