Delighted to have five of my poems published on Poetry In Surrey Libraries blog. My thanks to editors Neil Richards and J M. Gale.

MIRROR, MIRROR by Strider Marcus Jones

Posted on March 11, 2021 by jmgale

Image by Bobby Louvre from Pixabay 

mirror, mirror,
in the hall
age comes to us all,
and looks wither
through the play
of years slipped away,
in the lapsed lingo of street
and road,
where tangents meet
and move with innocence
up summits of experience
whose fruits we eat
then weep
when they implode.
these reflections
in this autumn of adventurous directions,
mean more
standing in the door
of ebb and flow
watching people come and go
wearing introspections
of what they know
after listening to a stranger’s small confessions
on midnight radio.

THE LATITUDE OF LOVE by Strider Marcus Jones

Posted on March 18, 2021 by jmgale

Source: Wikimedia

the latitude of love
paddles an imperial pedalo
in someone’s waters-
and i had to go
native in a foreign land
to understand
where my own backward blood
has brought us.

in the mosque
in the mihrab
in Cordoba,
no one is lost
as Christian and Arab
respect how they cross over.

the scallop shell,
with its white marble hood
and cathedral bell
above ancient wood,
keeps everyone equal and safe from hell-
but outside:
other forces blow the people and their pedalo.

THE OTHER SELF by Strider Marcus Jones

Posted on March 21, 2021 by jmgale

Image by Tumisu from Pixabay 

the other self
abstracted in the press
of turned down pages,
gets mucked up in the mess
and shows how unlaminated age is.
if nothing else-
these nude notes
being played behind the curtain
where the stage is,
by soloist strings
and hermit woodwinds-
are far hopes
of uncertain
opening chords
calling out
to the duet
i haven’t come to yet.
and afterwards,
if all those afterwards
could talk and kiss and spout,
there would be
no more misery
move it out.

THIS NOW MY THOUGHTS by Strider Marcus Jones

Posted on March 26, 2021 by jmgale

Image by esudroff from Pixabay 

this now my thoughts
open at the image of your name
won’t be revealing
the secrets they explain-
do you do the same
on these out walks
remembering the rain
drop fractals on us feeling.

back we go again,
without preachers
or bad teachers,
harvest high with hope
just us and frayed strands
of poetry and bands
on this bridge of notes
our mind spans.

in give we’ve got
the bloom of this plot
in garden to river
shaping start and stop
the melting clock
of body quake then quiver
through the Dreamtime day night
and soul spirit lit by landscape light.

we climb the Orange Rock
to revert back far
but have no Gaelic croft
to live in who we are.
it has changed hands
until the purpose of these lands
shoots dissenting music out of birds
and sucks all truth from ancient words

so existence is
another language.

THE PATTERNS by Strider Marcus Jones

Posted on March 31, 2021 by jmgale

Image by Craig Melville from Pixabay 

in everywhere
in the patterns,
like flocks
of rocks
gathered to the lobby
of Saturn’s
and sorted
into ugly and beautiful
all something
out of nothing
but not absolute nothing:
it seems matter
that Mad Hatter
and plectrums of light
make tunes of self similarity settle and fight
repeating this same existence
without remembered resistance.

Strider Marcus Jones – is a poet, law graduate and former civil servant from Salford, England with proud Celtic roots in Ireland and Wales. He is the editor and publisher of Lothlorien Poetry Journal A member of The Poetry Society, his five published books of poetry reveal a maverick, moving between cities, playing his saxophone in smoky rooms.

His poetry has been published in numerous publications including: Dreich Magazine; The Racket Journal; Trouvaille Review; dyst Literary Journal; Impspired Magazine; Literary Yard Journal; Poppy Road Review; Cajun Mutt Press; Rusty Truck Magazine; Rye Whiskey Review; Deep Water Literary Journal; The Huffington Post USA; The Stray Branch Literary Magazine; Crack The Spine Literary Magazine; The Lampeter Review; Panoplyzine Poetry Magazine and Dissident Voice.

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