{"id":10736,"date":"2022-05-04T20:27:11","date_gmt":"2022-05-04T19:27:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stuartpoetry.art\/?p=10736"},"modified":"2022-05-04T20:27:11","modified_gmt":"2022-05-04T19:27:11","slug":"new-poems-written-in-march","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/2022\/05\/04\/new-poems-written-in-march\/","title":{"rendered":"New Poems Written in March"},"content":{"rendered":"

In an Age of Elegance<\/strong><\/p>\n

When I was about eight years old I visited Windsor with my school to see the Queen<\/p>\n

It was a tepid day and we had been waiting for quite a while<\/p>\n

My thoughts wandered<\/p>\n

I saw an elegant couple walking slowly along the Long Walk<\/p>\n

Where shortly I hoped the Queen would pass<\/p>\n

My teacher a Miss Finch was reading a Jane Austen novel in the shade of a tree<\/p>\n

I looked at her and she smiled at me<\/p>\n

We were having the same thoughts<\/p>\n

I do not recollect seeing the Queen pass<\/p>\n

But remember the couple<\/p>\n

Who were not yet holding hands<\/p>\n

The soldier ruffled my hair and the woman gave me a silver sixpence<\/p>\n

How smart he was and I was already in love with his beloved<\/p>\n

I still have the silver sixpence<\/p>\n

But I no longer visit Windsor<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Angel<\/strong><\/p>\n

Whilst waiting for a train<\/p>\n

I watched as a falling angel<\/p>\n

Created a pastel pink vapour trail<\/p>\n

As she slipped from the declining moon<\/p>\n

I moved into a nearby field<\/p>\n

And opened my arms<\/p>\n

In readiness to catch her<\/p>\n

But she fell elsewhere<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

The Coaching Years<\/strong><\/p>\n

The roads in the village are quite smooth<\/p>\n

Any memories of your rough passage have long been extinguished<\/p>\n

New bridges have replaced the old<\/p>\n

And the once wide fields and meadows are now enclosed<\/p>\n

Only the rural ghosts remember you now<\/p>\n

And they too are fading as time passes slowly by<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

2018<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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