# #truth (blogs) — RSS Amplifier Recent posts from the 1 feeds in the RSS Amplifier directory that cover #truth. Page: Feed: --- ## [Melancholy Autumn](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/blog-post_21.html) _2026-08-21 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ Now melancholy autumn comes anew With showery clouds and fields of wheat tanned brown Along the meadow banks I peace pursue And see the wild flowers gleaming up and down Like sun and light; the ragwort's golden crown Mirrors like sunshine when sunbeams retire And silver yarrow: there's the little town And o'er the meadows gleams that slender spire Reminding me of one, and waking fond desire Follow… ## [Humbug](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/blog-post_20.html) _2026-08-20 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ Humbug is pleased with tinsels shining gauds & what he supports fashion soon applauds One blows the bubbles up with puffing sides & tother looks till stiff necked at the sight Bawling aloud till hoarse ‘look here not there’ While mobs throng round to wonder & to stare Humbug & fashion then to end the cause Bring flattery in who crowns them with applause So village boys with bacca pipes & suds Play… ## [A busy bustling](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/blog-post_19.html) _2026-08-19 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ & what is Life an hour-glass on the run A mist retreating from the morning sun A busy bustling still repeated dream Its length a minutes pause a moments thought & happiness a bubble on the stream That in the act of seizing shrinks to nought What are vain Hopes the puffing gale of morn That of its charms divests the dewy lawn & robs each floweret of its gem & dies A cobweb hiding disappointments… ## [Flatterers](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/blog-post_18.html) _2026-08-18 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ The flatterers meet with smiles The cunning find their friends Without I made my pilgrimage & so met small amends I looked on fame as merits plea Twas spring but winter frowned on me To cringe to menial slaves To worship titled power To bend the knee to knaves The price of earthly dower Is what I neer was taught to pay So empty \[that\] Ive turned away Follow for daily #JohnClare postings #poetry… ## [Tyrants?](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/blog-post_17.html) _2026-08-17 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ The whigs & torys may be better classified perhaps by the terms of outs & ins for be they whigs or torys in those situations the outs are always vociverators of “liberty” “cruelty of taxation” & “good of the people” while the ins are inflexible tyrants & determined supporters of all that is oppressing & annoying to the people & benefitting to themselves & their connections Follow for daily… ## [The Norman Yoke](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/the-norman-yoke.html) _2026-08-16 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ “Men make a boast of pedigree as well might the descendants of Richard Turpin boast of theirs for both honours spring from robbery & spoilation – what was William the Conqueror but a robber by wholesale & what were his followers but high way men by his authority receiving tithes by their expertness at plunder for which Turpin (a more noble plunderer if absence from fear or dareing achievements… ## [Thy ruddy pride](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/blog-post_15.html) _2026-08-15 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ Sweet bottle shaped flower of lushy red Born when the summer wakes her warmest breeze Among the meadows waving grasses spread Or neath the shade of hedge or clumping trees Bowing on slender stem thy heavy head In sweet delight I view thy summer bed & hark the drone of heavy humble bees Along thy honeed garden gailey led Down corn field striped balks & pasture leas Fond warmings of the soul that… ## [Among the flowers](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/blog-post_14.html) _2026-08-14 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ Do wild flowers love I think they do & often stooping down I hear them talk to shower and dew On many a lovely mound I often see thy fairy form In springs bee singing hours Light stepping on in fancy warm As love among the flowers Follow for daily #JohnClare postings #poetry #environment #truth #honesty ## [Lesser weeds](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/blog-post_13.html) _2026-08-13 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ The bulrush bows in graceful art To kiss the rivers lesser weeds & flags in many a merry start Rustling whisper to the reeds Shall things inanimate agree To love unmoving thee & me Follow for daily #JohnClare postings #poetry #environment #truth #honesty ## [Weeds along the fen](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/blog-post_12.html) _2026-08-12 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ O for the pasture fields & fen When shall I see such rest agen I love the weeds along the fen More sweet then garden flowers Freedom haunts the humble glen That blest my happiest hours Here prisons injure health & me I love sweet freedom & the free Follow for daily #JohnClare postings #poetry #environment #truth #honesty ## [Ship software peacefully (Sponsored)](https://crawlproof.com/a/r1webHNnzqel) _2026-08-12 · **Sponsored**_ Connect your repo and deploy instantly — Railway handles config, scaling, and monitoring. ## [Wild weeds obscure](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/blog-post_11.html) _2026-08-11 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ The finest flower beneath the sky & like to thee lives many a swain With Genius blest but like to thee So humble lowly mean & plain No one will notice them nor me So like to thee,they live unknown Wild weeds obscure—& like to thee Their sweets are sweet to them alone Follow for daily #JohnClare postings #poetry #environment #truth #honesty ## [The nettle](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/blog-post_10.html) _2026-08-10 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ Tall grows the nettle by the hedgeway side & bye the old barn end they shade the wall In sunshine nodding to the angry tide Of winds that winnows bye—these one & all Makes up the harmony of Spring—& all That passes feel a sudden love for flowers They look so green—& when the soft showers fall They grow so fast—Dock Burdocks Henbane—all Who loves not wild flowers bye the old stone wall Follow for… ## [The blushing morn](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/blog-post_09.html) _2026-08-09 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ O now the crimson east its fire streak burning Tempts me to wander neath the blushing morn Winding the zig zag lane turning & turning As winds the crooked fences wilderd thorn O wheres the eye can gaze upon the dawn That flushes yon blue sky of cloudless heaven & gilds the prospect round below—what eye Can look upon the beautys morn has given & look unmovd, sure neer a soul thats living The soul… ## [A motley crew](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/blog-post_08.html) _2026-08-08 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ The fields now claim them where a motley crew Of old & young their daily tasks pursue The barleys beard is grey & wheat is brown & wakens toil betimes to leave the town The reapers leave their beds before the sun & gleaners follow in the toils begun To pick the littered ear the reaper leaves & glean in open fields among the sheaves Follow for daily #JohnClare postings #poetry #environment #truth… ## [Farewell to the cornfield](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/blog-post_07.html) _2026-08-07 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ Farewell to the cornfield & meadow so green Farewell to the white thorn & willow & Jean Farewell to the haunts O' her childhood & mine Where green banks had peace & my Jean looked divine Were parted & may be for ever we part Still Jeanie shall be the choice girl of my heart Farewell to the cornfield & meadow so green Farewell to the white thorn & willow & Jean The meadows will be just as green… ## [The Lineian arrangement](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/a-ploughmans-skill-at-classification.html) _2026-08-06 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ A Ploughmans skill at Classification after the Lineian arrangement ‘Go wipe your shoes’ says mistress shrew To Hodge who up for's dinner drew ‘'Tis'n't fitting that such hogs as you ‘Shou'd come into a house’ ‘Why not’ says hodge—‘if thats the case ‘I cant come in a better place ‘For surely there is no disgrace For hogs to herd wi' Sows Friend take my advice... Friend take my advice would you do… ## [Harvest home](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/harvest-home.html) _2026-08-05 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ As rests warm rapture rousd the rustics lay The thread bare ballad from each quavering tongue As ‘peggy bond’ or the ‘sweet month of may’ As how he joyd to hear each ‘good old song’ That on nights pausing ear did echo loud & strong The muse might sing too for he well did know The freaks & plays that harvest home doth end How the last load is crownd wi boughs & how Wi floating ribbons diznd at… ## [Ducks & Ducklings](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/blog-post_04.html) _2026-08-04 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ Among the tawny tasselled reed The ducks & ducklings float and feed With head oft dabbing in the flood They fish all day the weedy mud & tumbler-like are bobbing there Heels topsy-turvy in the air Then up and quack and down they go Heels over head again below Follow for daily #JohnClare postings #poetry #environment #truth #honesty Photo by my friend John Abbott ## [Farwell](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/blog-post_03.html) _2026-08-03 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ Farwell thou favorite spot farwell Since every efforts vain All I can do is still to tell Of thy delightful plain But that pro\[v\]es short—increasing years That did my youth presage Will now as each new day appears Bring on declining age Reflection pierces deadly keen While I the moral scan As are the changes of the green So is the life of man Youth brings age with fa ultering tongue That does the… ## [What is Life](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/blog-post_02.html) _2026-08-02 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ & what is Life an hour-glass on the run A mist retreating from the morning sun A busy bustling still repeated dream Its length a minutes pause a moments thought & happiness a bubble on the stream That in the act of seizing shrinks to nought What are vain Hopes the puffing gale of morn That of its charms divests the dewy lawn & robs each floweret of its gem & dies A cobweb hiding disappointments… ## [Open-source Screen Sharing with Control (Sponsored)](https://crawlproof.com/a/38fBPv6GaCde) _2026-08-02 · **Sponsored**_ WebRTC screen sharing with simultaneous mouse & keyboard control; viewers join in browser. ## [Burning](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/08/blog-post.html) _2026-08-01 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ Love though it is not chill & cold But burning like eternal fire Is yet not of approaches bold Which gay dramatic tastes admire Oh timid love more fond than free In daring song is ill pourtrayed Where as in war the devotee By valour wins each captive maid Follow for daily #JohnClare postings #poetry #environment #truth #honesty ## [Winding away](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/07/blog-post_31.html) _2026-07-31 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ A green of all colours yellow brown & dark grey While the footpaths all darkly goes winding away Creeping onto a foot-brig that crosses a brook Or a gate or a stile & how rustic they look Some leaning so much that the maidens will go Lower down with their buckets & try to creep through There is nothing more sweet in the fields & the sun Than those dear little footpaths that oer the fields run… ## [Music & glee](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/07/blog-post_30.html) _2026-07-30 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ Among the green bushes the songs of the thrushes Are answering each other in music & glee While the magpies & rooks in woods hedges near brooks Mount their Spring dwellings on every high tree There meet me at eve love we'll on grassy banks lean love & crop a white branch from the scented may tree Where the silver brook wimples & the rosy cheek dimples Sweet will the time of that courting hour be… ## [Insect tribes](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/07/blog-post_29.html) _2026-07-29 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ Then crooked stile with little steps that aid The climbing meets us & the pleasant grass & hedgerows old with arbours ready made For weariness to rest in pleasant shade Surround us & with ecstasy we pass Wild flower & insect tribes that ever mate With joy & dance from every step we take Follow for daily #JohnClare postings #poetry #environment #truth #honesty ## [Lovley Butterflye](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/07/blog-post_28.html) _2026-07-28 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ Then thy starry gems & gold Admiration would unfold For what insect is't can vie With the lovley Butterflye Lo! the arching heav'nly bow Does all his dyes on thee bestow Crimson Blue & watry Green Mixd with Azure shade between These are thine—thou first in place Queen of all the insect race Follow for daily #JohnClare postings #poetry #environment #truth #honesty ## [Flies in the window](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/07/some-of-john-clares-prose-on-flies.html) _2026-07-27 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ Some of John Clare’s prose on flies. "These little window dwellers in cottages and halls were always entertaining to me after dancing in the window all day from sunrise to sunset they would sip of the tea drink of the beer & eat of the sugar & be welcome all summer long They look like things of mind or fairies & seem pleased or dull as the weather permits In many clean cottages & genteel houses… ## [Grasshoppers](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/07/blog-post_26.html) _2026-07-26 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ Grasshoppers go in many a thumming spring & now to stalks of tasseled sow-grass cling That shakes & swees awhile but still keeps straight While arching oxeye doubles with his weight Next on the cat tail grass with farther bound He springs that bends until they touch the ground Follow for daily #JohnClare postings #poetry #environment #truth #honesty image by my friend Carry Akroyd ## [Fallen friends](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/07/blog-post_25.html) _2026-07-25 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ I hate to see mans strength employ’d To desolate the wood To see a favourite tree destroy’d That has for ages stood To see the stript oak stretch’d its length A mournful thought the scene attends Those seem thats left still green in strength To mourn their fallen friends Follow for daily #JohnClare postings #poetry #environment #truth #honesty ## [Sophia](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/07/on-24th-july-1830-sophia-was-born-to.html) _2026-07-24 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ On the 24th July 1830 Sophia was born to Patty and John - the family then consisted then of 6 children, Anna (10), Eliza (8 ), Freddy (6) John (4), William (2), and baby Sophia. Grandfather Parker (70) and Ann (66) made up the crowded household of 10 all living in the tenement in Woodgate (a quarter of what is now called ‘Clare Cottage’). What a struggle it must have been, seeking to support such… ## [Web Coding With AI, Live (Sponsored)](https://crawlproof.com/a/jdmRuWwojDND) _2026-07-24 · **Sponsored**_ Collaborative screen sharing with simultaneous remote control, open source. ## [The daisy button](http://johnclare.blogspot.com/2026/07/blog-post_23.html) _2026-07-23 · Unknown · John Clare Weblog_ The daisy button tipped wi' dew Green like the grass was sleeping On every thing 'neath heaven blue In moonlight dew was weeping In dark wood sung the Nightingale The moon shone round above me My arms were clasped round Mary Gale My dearest do you love me Her head a woodbine wet wi' dew Held in the moonlight sleeping & two in one together grew Wi' daisy buds a weeping O' Mary Gale sweet Mary Gale…