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Ivor Murrell offers selections of his poetry, a harvest of experiences and emotions

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    • Fourteen lines on The Peninsula
      Geraldine Green (click here to visit her blog) led another workshop for an enthusiastic small group of  poets on Shotley Peninsula in Suffolk last week.  A stimulating  annual event that we all now look forward to.  The ‘Write on The Peninsula’ workshop was organised by Suffolk Poetry Society Chairman, Ian Griffiths, and generously hosted by […]
    • Exposure
      There is a steady number of  people discovering in the later stage of their life that  contact with asbestos at an earlier date can be long lasting.     PLEASE CLICK ON THE ARROW BUTTON ABOVE TO HEAR THIS POEM   A starved cur huddles in his lungs, motionless, but coiled in tension, awaiting some […]
    • When I think of Christmas
      Christmas 1948…. I have been thinking about writing this poem for years, one of the sharpest memories from my childhood. Finally,  I sat down this week, and it leapt onto the page.   PLEASE CLICK ON THE ARROW BUTTON ABOVE TO HEAR THIS POEM    Bright red tiles, arched around an open fireplace ablaze with […]
    • The Elusive Purple Roller
      One of the most elusive birds in Botswana was perhaps the most colourful.  For a moment one perched a considerable distance from me, and using a new camera, which was far more skilled than me, I managed to take the amazing photograph below. PLEASE CLICK ON THE ARROW BUTTON ABOVE TO HEAR THIS POEM   […]
    • The River’s Voice
      This poem was written for the Waveney and Blyth Arts recent Poetry Competition, and was ‘Commended’. The subject set was to write about the area that the Rivers Waveney and Blyth  flow through. I read it at a poetry evening in Diss Cornhall on October 9th.   PLEASE CLICK ON THE ARROW BUTTON ABOVE TO […]
    • The proof that civilisation started by eating together.
      Jean and I were in Falmouth, Cornwall for a few days.  We were shown to a table for four in a restaurant and asked if we would mind sharing it,  if required.  We replied ‘No, we did not mind’.  Part way through the first course a stranger, subsequently identifying himself as George Woodward, sat down. […]
    • A Presence in the Wilderness – June 4th, 2014
       A highlight of our visit to The Kalahari, an unexpected meeting in fading light, just after sun-set, seventy metres from our tent.   PLEASE CLICK ON THE  BUTTON ABOVE TO HEAR THIS POEM   Deception Valley in the Central Kalahari, where we searched for you for hours amongst the desiccated grasses, rich in brittle blooms […]
    • Secretary Bird Tanka
      Here is a thirty- one syllable Tanka straight from the Central Kalahari, inspired by that wonderful member of the Eagle family.  The photos were taken with my birthday present from my wife.       Some soar but I stride tirelessly in long black shorts quills behind my ears desiccation dictating managerial options.     […]
    • Mr and Mrs Badge
       Have you ever been on a wonderful travel experience, where one or more of those taking part think that you are very fortunate to have them in the group? PLEASE CLICK ON THE ARROW BUTTON ABOVE TO HEAR THIS POEM   How reassuring it must be believing  your experience and knowledge, however slight, takes  priority […]
    • Reading the Rune
      A recent note from Geraldine Green reminded me to post another one of my poems that started in one of her dynamic workshops in January 2014, and was subsequently polished over a several months to result in this final version.     PLEASE CLICK ON THE ARROW BUTTON ABOVE TO HEAR THIS POEM   Passed […]

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Existentialism or virtual reality, a narrowing choice?


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Do you sometimes feel like a visitor
to your own life
as if your host is on a voyage
that holds you passenger.
In the past perhaps you lost connection
and gaze half-heartedly at passing action
for inertia is the journey’s only ticket
the tour’s apathetic charge is nominal -
so you decide to ride it to the terminal.
Where perhaps another trip awaits
another life, an altered state
then you recall your host’s existence
is only virtual, with no substance
but what do you connect to?

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  1. Penny

     /  February 8, 2014

    How to I subscribe, when I clicked on that it did not give me a link, and I am very interested and enjoy your writing’s…

  2. Penny

    Thanks, you seem to have found a problem with my subscription link point. I don’t know what the problem is at present, and will have to look into it. Meanwhile drop in at any time!

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