Tag Archives: medville

drowning

Posted on June 22, 2019 by AnElephantCant

Click here to hear the poet read his words: drowning I wander by the sea wall around the port of St Tropez the mist drifts soft across the gulf the coast like you seems far away two anchors sprawl across … Continue reading →

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forever

Posted on August 6, 2016 by AnElephantCant

Click here to hear a reading of this poem: I remember when I met you the first time we laughed together I made myself a promise that I’d love you forever it wasn’t always easy your moods were often black … Continue reading →

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dancing anchors

Posted on January 16, 2016 by AnElephantCant

Ear Phones Recommended: I climb onto the sea wall around the port of St Tropez the mist drifts soft across the gulf the coast like you seems far away two anchors sprawl across the rocks tempted lovers touching hands I … Continue reading →

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The Photographer – Sunday Photo Fiction

Posted on March 15, 2015 by AnElephantCant

AnElephantCant walk a tight rope The idea quite frankly appals But squeeze him in a barrel And with no hint of a quarrel He happily plunges over the Falls This is a weekly invitation to write a short piece of … Continue reading →

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The Light – Sunday Photo Fiction

Posted on February 22, 2015 by AnElephantCant

AnElephantCant deny that he’s different He tends to stand out in a crowd His ears look better shrunk He has tusks and a trunk That holds more water than the average rain cloud This is a weekly invitation to write a … Continue reading →

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15th August 1944

Posted on August 15, 2014 by AnElephantCant

15th August 1944 The little town is empty, not a soul to be seen. Le Maquis, the French Resistance movement, pass the word to the villagers and the remaining families withdraw into the foothills of the Maures. In the morning … Continue reading →

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Carnival Day – Haibun Thinking

Posted on May 13, 2014 by AnElephantCant

AnElephantCant contemplate his life here Without the pleasures of eating and drinking So he continues to scribble About all sorts of nibbles And posts it here on his blog but not Haibun Thinking In the face of mounting indifference, AnElephant … Continue reading →

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Ghost Ship – Sunday Photo Fiction

Posted on March 23, 2014 by AnElephantCant

AnElephantCant write something scary Just because Al’s photo is a creepy old fog He decides to have fun Spread some jam on a bun And run around happily like a multi-tailed dog This is a weekly invitation to write a … Continue reading →

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A Quiet Town – Haibun

Posted on January 2, 2014 by AnElephantCant

AnElephantCant stand loud noises He even has a quite quiet and hushful trumpet There is no standing ovation When to his great consternation The giraffe next door acquires a drum kit A Quiet Town The fountain under the lights reflects … Continue reading →

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Ups and Downs and Roundabouts

Posted on November 7, 2013 by AnElephantCant

AnElephantCant stop circling around roundabouts Sometimes he enjoys the sound of repeated repetition (sorry, ignore that line, read this one instead, okay) They are just great when you want to work out your position But what he finds totally beguiling … Continue reading →

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