Searching For My Muse

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I felt inspired to write this on a grey, Sunday morning. As I arose to go and make our constitutional first drink of the day (boiled water with honey, fresh lemon and ginger) I uttered the words “today I think I’ll go in search of my muse”. I was then drawn to put pen to paper, whilst waiting for the kettle to boil and the drinks to steep in the boiled water.

Searching For My Muse

I’m searching for my muse
Soft slippers replacing patent leather shoes
Biro, pencil or gel pen
Which scribe to choose?
Searching for my evasive muse

Virgin white paper I peruse
First words stalled, then refused
Should I rein my thoughts in
Or let them loose?
Searching for my recessed muse

Ignoring rhyme, meter excused
Life’s creeping
Detritus seeping
Feeling the blues
Searching for my receding muse

If I roll the dice I might lose
So I click the lid, pen unused
Save my thoughts to re-use
Battered, bruised and bemused
I’ll go in search another day
For my elusive muse

© Nick Ritchie 2016

For more about the Nordic artist whose image I have used above: http://nordicwomensliterature.net/article/emigration-muse

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Ode To Leonard Cohen

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Written today, the day after hearing poet, musician & writer Leonard Cohen had passed. I had the seeds of the poem in my head as I fell asleep and wrote a rough first draft when I woke up before work, adding an extra verse that came to me whilst driving to work. The 2nd draft (below), which was heavily re-worked, was completed this evening.

Ode To Leonard Cohen

Like a bird in flight
You alight
On the wing
Off into the sombre night

To sing

Those uplifting songs
Of sadness and love
They’re gently drifting down
From up above

Melodies are floating on the breeze
Falling with the icy rain
The words begin to freeze
On a slight refrain

And the birds that accompany you
On your way
Can be heard to say

Hallelujah, hallelujah

And in the wind we hear the chimes
And through the clouds
The sun shines

Clear signs the gates are open for you

© Nick Ritchie 2016

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National Poetry Day 2016 – ‘I Am Metal’

As today is National Poetry Day 2016…here’s a little offering…

I Am Metal

Even-tempered,
Over-wrought,
With tensile strength,
Easily bought,
I am metal

Pressed,
Stressed,
Riveted & scored,
Stamped
& turned,
Moulton poured,
I am metal

Copper,
Aluminium,
Nickel, zinc & tin,
Polished on the out
& lead-lined in,
I am metal

Hot metal,
Oxide,
Forged,
Cast,
Steel-eyed,
Made to last,
I am metal

Galvanised,
Gauged,
Electro-plated,
Yield strength,
Highly rated,
I am metal

Nickel pigs,
Nut coke,
Black plate,
Terne-coat,
I am metal

Ingot,
Swarf,
Ore & Slag,
Liquid,
Heavy,
A real mixed bag

I am metal

 

 

© Nick Ritchie 2016

Original draft: 30/04/13

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Remembrance Day – Two Minutes

Today is Remembrance Day in the UK when we commemorate the sacrifice made by Armed Forces personnel, who have given their lives in conflict. It is marked by a ‘two minutes silence’ at 11 o’clock on the eleventh day of the eleventh month.

For all those who have experienced loss in the service of their country, we remember them.

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This poem is my mark of respect.

Two Minutes

For two minutes
The world falls silent
Or at least it should
For two minutes
If it was your loved ones
I know you would

Two minutes
To mark lives lost
Two minutes
To remember the cost
Two minutes
For those with so much to live for
Two minutes
I would ask for so much more
Two minutes
Is not enough of a measure
Two minutes
Is not enough memory to treasure
Two minutes
Is not that long
Two minutes
Is not even the perfect pop song
Two minutes
To put your phones away
Two minutes
To have nothing to say
Two minutes
To pause your games of violence
Two minutes
Silence

For two minutes
The world falls silent
Or at least it should
For two minutes
If it was your loved ones
I know you would

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Photos, poem & text © Nick Ritchie 2015

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Remembrance Sunday – ‘Two Minutes’

Today is Remembrance Sunday in the UK. We commemorate the sacrifice of the Armed Forces personnel who have given their lives in conflict with a ‘two minutes silence’ at 11 o’clock – ‘the eleventh hour’. 

For all those who have experienced loss in the service of their country, we remember them.

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This poem is my mark of respect. I wrote it especially for Remembrance Day* in 2013.

Two Minutes

For two minutes
The world falls silent
Or at least it should
For two minutes
If it was your loved ones
I know you would

Two minutes
To mark lives lost
Two minutes
To remember the cost
Two minutes
For those with so much to live for
Two minutes
I would ask for so much more
Two minutes
Is not enough of a measure
Two minutes
Is not enough memory to treasure
Two minutes
Is not that long
Two minutes
Is not even the perfect pop song
Two minutes
To put your phones away
Two minutes
To have nothing to say
Two minutes
To pause your games of violence
Two minutes
Silence

For two minutes
The world falls silent
Or at least it should
For two minutes
If it was your loved ones
I know you would

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* Remembrance Day in the UK is when we commemorate the sacrifice made by Armed Forces personnel, who have given their lives in conflict. It is marked by a ‘two minutes silence’ at 11 o’clock on the eleventh day of the eleventh month.

There is an accompanying piece, with photos, on the National Memorial Arboretum in Lichfield, UK.

Photos, poem & text © Nick Ritchie 2015

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Coastal Scene

An acrostic poem conjured up in the shower whilst thinking about a National Trust coastal poetry competition. The photo was taken at Robin Hood’s Bay, Yorkshire.

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Photo © Nick Ritchie Photography 2015

Coastal Scene

Come
Over
And
See
The
Admirable
Landscape

Sit
Contemplate
Enjoy
Nautical
Environments

© Nick Ritchie 2015

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D-Day (6 June 1944)

This poem is in memory of all those brave souls who asked for so little,
but gave so much. May they rest in peace.

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This poem is in memory of all those brave souls who asked for so little,
but gave so much. May they rest in peace.

D-Day (6 June, 1944) – 71st Anniversary

71 years ago today,
History teaches,
Was not a holiday
Time on the beaches.

Juno was not a film of repute,
Gold was not a song,
Sand was in hot dispute,
In a war raging far too long.

The British were put to the Sword,
Omaha and Utah were the States,
All part of Operation Overlord,
Uniting Neptune’s mates.

Land gained was so hard fought,
Blood too easily bled,
Lives lived far too short,
As sea and sand turned red.

Yet without this call to arms,
And unselfish acts of bravery,
We’d be singing foreign psalms,
And living lives of slavery.

Seven decades have past,
So history has taught,
Time enough to make their actions cast,
Keep the young alive in thought
And make their memory last.

© Nick Ritchie 2015

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