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Posts by BardPharts

Dreams
These vivid dreams give us a second life, 
a personal time full of joy or struggle. 
Flying over towns free, then some deadly strife,
waking lightly, then warmly snuggle.
Then misplace these memories forever. 
Never knowing where it will all begin,
this reverie that brings mostly pleasure 
is greatly hoped for as the nights draw in.
We dive freely into this wondrous world 
conjured by our bright, astonishing brains. 
Discover each night a new adventure. 
Tumble into new scenes as our heads twirl 
exploring strange plays, wondrous are our gains,
so, to our imagination surrender. 
@BardPharts
26 September 2025

Dreams These vivid dreams give us a second life, a personal time full of joy or struggle. Flying over towns free, then some deadly strife, waking lightly, then warmly snuggle. Then misplace these memories forever. Never knowing where it will all begin, this reverie that brings mostly pleasure is greatly hoped for as the nights draw in. We dive freely into this wondrous world conjured by our bright, astonishing brains. Discover each night a new adventure. Tumble into new scenes as our heads twirl exploring strange plays, wondrous are our gains, so, to our imagination surrender. @BardPharts 26 September 2025

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Yeah and birthday happy by the way 😉

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It was a squash in there.

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Daffodils 
Longer days of spring 
makes the daffodil 
lift its head and sing
up on castle hill. 
This flock of colour 
stretch out from cold 
long days, much duller, 
our reward is gold!
Fresh short lived beauty,
now, all too soon parts,
done is your duty 
to lift our poor hearts.
@BardPharts
3 March 2026

Daffodils Longer days of spring makes the daffodil lift its head and sing up on castle hill. This flock of colour stretch out from cold long days, much duller, our reward is gold! Fresh short lived beauty, now, all too soon parts, done is your duty to lift our poor hearts. @BardPharts 3 March 2026

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I know what you mean.
But at least they didn’t buy a Chinese car.

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Bombing
Rational thinking is absent,
old guilty men, send young to die,
with bullying and harassment, 
all those laws don’t seem to apply.
So bombs and missiles fill the sky,
so we bomb you and you bomb us,
time people made more of a fuss.
@BardPharts
1 March 2026

Bombing Rational thinking is absent, old guilty men, send young to die, with bullying and harassment, all those laws don’t seem to apply. So bombs and missiles fill the sky, so we bomb you and you bomb us, time people made more of a fuss. @BardPharts 1 March 2026

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Tax them 30 Million times an hour!

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Not up and running at Folkestone as of Monday. Yet 🤷🏻‍♂️

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So soon?

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Give me 10cc of Eucharist! Stat!

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It’s louder than my tinnitus. 🙄

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It’s not damaging my hearing 🤷🏻‍♂️

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You make it so difficult 😥

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This keeps me awake at night.🤔

No! I mean my neighbours heat pump keeps me awake at night 🤬

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Electing a child rapist doesn’t give them any high ground.

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Excellent! Did he mess up the toilets on Orion?🤔

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It’s furious 😡

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Sorry no, just a day visit.

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Many thanks for the repost 🙏

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Agreed. Some look like tally marks for personal use 🤔

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Should be ‘Americans go home’ as well

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Black Crag 
South from Skelwith Bridge through bright bluebell wood,
up gently, at first, then slightly steeper.
Up, up some more, then on high fell I’m stood, 
behold the southern fells every feature
amicably gathered within our view.
Tarns and lakes, the barn under the rough peak,
sun lit majestic parade, a cool wind blew.
This fine scene, shows higher fells’ deceit. 
Reluctant, we start down. A raven squawks.
Stile after stile, bounding mile after mile,
great path down through some uplifting moments.
With great company and interesting talks,  
passes the day with light step and a smile,
we’ll soon be at the bar for refreshments. 
@BardPharts
17 August 2025

Black Crag South from Skelwith Bridge through bright bluebell wood, up gently, at first, then slightly steeper. Up, up some more, then on high fell I’m stood, behold the southern fells every feature amicably gathered within our view. Tarns and lakes, the barn under the rough peak, sun lit majestic parade, a cool wind blew. This fine scene, shows higher fells’ deceit. Reluctant, we start down. A raven squawks. Stile after stile, bounding mile after mile, great path down through some uplifting moments. With great company and interesting talks, passes the day with light step and a smile, we’ll soon be at the bar for refreshments. @BardPharts 17 August 2025

#Poetry #PoetryCommunity #BlackCrag

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Oh America what are you doing 🤦🏻‍♂️😱

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Diversity is strength.
America has never known.

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It was all made up! 🤦🏻‍♂️

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Die poor.

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What is wrong with these people 🤦🏻‍♂️🤔🤬

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Anchorage 
The tide whipped sea, fury so loud,
churned deep water, opens deadly holes.
Waves crest’s spray races the dark thick cloud,
find shelter behind headland and shoals.
Anchor plunged down to rocky bottom, 
chain all payed out to the bitter end,
toward the beach, dragging, heart solemn,
futile prayers, the helpless feel condemned. 
Then wind eases, recover some chain. 
Assumed they’re answered, pious fools’ prayer.  
Don’t give up hope so easily again,
stay strong and don’t give into despair. 
@BardPharts
22 August 2025

Anchorage The tide whipped sea, fury so loud, churned deep water, opens deadly holes. Waves crest’s spray races the dark thick cloud, find shelter behind headland and shoals. Anchor plunged down to rocky bottom, chain all payed out to the bitter end, toward the beach, dragging, heart solemn, futile prayers, the helpless feel condemned. Then wind eases, recover some chain. Assumed they’re answered, pious fools’ prayer. Don’t give up hope so easily again, stay strong and don’t give into despair. @BardPharts 22 August 2025

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It’s been pushed back for years now. And will be again no doubt.

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Yes but in America nobody prosecutes previous administrations 🤔

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