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The First Moment
I remember the first moment as though it were no more than a second ago Her brown eyes… piercing Gleaming,. her dark, dark shining hair...

Gus Jonsson
6 days ago2 min read
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When I Was Seventeen
A light jacket flecked with black, a turquoise tie over a navy silk shirt, black slacks paired with red patent leather loafers. That was...

Gus Jonsson
6 days ago2 min read
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When I was Eighty Years of Age
Blue leather Riekers  and a Seasalt  sweatshirt, very little hair with a trimmed white beard, a distinct liking for the occasional...

Gus Jonsson
6 days ago2 min read
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Nightcap Supper
Nightcap Supper  First the blue cheese twixt the sharp apple pickle Tickle tang Indian relish heaped upon Bath Olivers  as hard as slate...

Gus Jonsson
Jun 21 min read
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Standing on the Landing
Standing On The Landing   Blowing me a kiss Hissing through pearl teeth a red wine smile I’ll will go where ever I damn well please Oh,...

Gus Jonsson
May 71 min read
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My Dearest One
What of you my darling My dearest one What of you within the warm shimmer of day Fey careless heart God gifted you dark night For all...

Gus Jonsson
Apr 211 min read
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View From a Window
The three small windows beside our bed brighten the morning A distant misting green hill warms in the early sunlight  An iridescent...

Gus Jonsson
Apr 91 min read
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The Edge of Nowhere
Sat high upon the edge of nowhere waiting for the long song of angels Swirling blinding white light radiant and warm exhausts me Speckles...

Gus Jonsson
Mar 121 min read
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Kisses a Plenty
Gold rings and things, light silver bells that jingle Trickling, tickling all sweet things that glow Rag a bobbin, two a penny kisses a...

Gus Jonsson
Feb 251 min read
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Studying Form
In those long-ago moments of strewn newspapers and torn brown paper A spitting grate of hissing embers warms poor Sandy curled upon the...

Gus Jonsson
Nov 3, 20241 min read
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What Colour Are Your Feelings My Lovely
What colour are your feelings my lovely ‘Tis the darkest of grey mornings Turning to brightest, lightest edges of a new day A white barn...

Gus Jonsson
Oct 13, 20241 min read
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Vanished Like Summer
Quiet, unmoving, I thought I had vanished like summer Skies the colour of comfort consider the setting sun Seabirds stand motionless as...

Gus Jonsson
Oct 2, 20241 min read
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Beside the Stone Lion
Beside the stone lion at Egypt Point, above the golden stones Beyond the shore of shifting light radiant deepest blue at its furthest...

Gus Jonsson
Sep 27, 20241 min read
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A Poetry of Paintings
I’m standing here beside myself; I’ve forgotten who I am The who I used to be beneath a tree with summer in his hair Clouds, tumbling...

Gus Jonsson
Sep 22, 20241 min read
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Sixpenny Skies
High above sixpenny skies clouds have turned to silver Drifting above the misty bluest evening distance Awaiting fields of stars complete...

Gus Jonsson
Aug 30, 20241 min read
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Low Tide
East Cowes, Isle of Wight, 1956 Low tide had ebbed on the eastern side of Cowes, turning the Medina’s estuary into a sun-baked mud...

Gus Jonsson
Jul 28, 20241 min read
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My Name is Forever
My name is Forever I was there in the nebulous emptiness, in the darkness before the light Spiralling bright before me in the long...

Gus Jonsson
Jul 14, 20241 min read
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Read All About It
There is a different tomorrow coming Drumming it into my head, media led, I read in the newspaper today on my way to nowhere in...

Gus Jonsson
Jul 10, 20241 min read
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In the Faraway
Once upon a time In the faraway of only a moment ago Children play beneath the exploding wrath of hatred Beautiful wildflowers Flowers,...

Gus Jonsson
Jun 28, 20241 min read
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Waiting
I watch the shadows of people in jumbled half speak Looking all ways everywhere in no particular direction They stand shoulder to...

Gus Jonsson
Jun 27, 20241 min read
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