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Author: olivertearle

PoemPoetryVillanelle

Night Shift

Night Shift

What light there is can barely hold for some.
You see there is some small emergency.
But what will you decide when night has come?

A torch to light the way till days succumb
to all the dark that waits for you and me?
What light there is can barely hold, for some Continue reading →

Comment November 22, 2025November 22, 2025 olivertearle
PoemPoemsPoetry

The Card-Counter

The Card-Counter

I knew a guy once, banned from all casinos
for being able to do it. He had this look in his eyes
which was kind of dead, like two lost marbles.
He told me how he’d started playing the tables. Continue reading →

Comment December 9, 2023May 9, 2024 olivertearle
AutumnPoemPoemsPoetry

Still Summer Light

Still Summer Light

Lie in the park and listen. Now the sun
of warm July has passed, you hear the lake
respond in ripples to the wind’s soft run.
Here silence breeds itself for silence’ sake Continue reading →

1 Comment October 28, 2022May 9, 2024 olivertearle
PhotographyPoemPoemsPoetry

The Shot

The Shot

Sometimes the camera loves you: lines of light
form poetry of their own before your eyes
and capture in image all you thought to write,

and like the poet tracking all his thoughts
across the page and screen, your well-timed shots
preserve forever what your mind has caught: Continue reading →

Comment September 12, 2022May 9, 2024 olivertearle
DepressionPoemPoemsPoetryWriting

No Filter

No Filter

Not black but grey: all monochrome, a scar
of livid streets and faces. Not sepia

in memory tinged by rose, but raw and rough
as present, here and now. In these, a life Continue reading →

Comment August 2, 2022May 9, 2024 olivertearle
Metaphysical PoetryPoemPoemsPoetry

An Even Shorter History of Metaphysics

An Even Shorter History of Metaphysics

Two spools, with one unrolling as for age,
one rolling up to represent the growth
of memory (as consciousness), both truth;
no two successive moments are the same,

and Heraclitus’ river cannot save. Continue reading →

Comment July 20, 2022May 9, 2024 olivertearle
GoodbyePoemPoetPoetry

Epilogue

Epilogue

Maybe our paths will cross
when this universe folds in and makes another.
Maybe, at the point Continue reading →

1 Comment July 13, 2022May 9, 2024 olivertearle
ClimbingPoemPoetryRock Climbing

The Climber

The Climber

Big-sister energy can shape you well.
The space to grow is where the mountains are.
Even the bravest are afraid: the will
to overcome your fears is how you soar. Continue reading →

Comment June 30, 2022May 9, 2024 olivertearle
PoemPoemsPoetrySwimming

Breaking the Ice

Breaking the Ice

To break through nature’s glass door was the one.
That first hit, as the cold embraced your skin
and made a warm cocoon, was like a sun

forged from the iciest glaciers. The river ran in
to drench your every inch, a cold caress
that flooded you with heat. As midnight tolls Continue reading →

Comment May 26, 2022May 9, 2024 olivertearle
PaddleboardingPoemPoemsPoetry

Step Back Turn

Step Back Turn

The body’s grace is magnified on water.
To turn or pivot quickly yet with fluid
motion, keeping your dominion over
both board and waves, requires studied Continue reading →

Comment April 26, 2022May 9, 2024 olivertearle

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