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Sparks of Hope
Sparks of Hope (for Marcel and Susie) From the flames and through the smoke Of your past experience, Dancing, shining sparks of hope Make their warm appearances. Let the ruins of the past Not oppress your sentiments; Nor the present troubles blast Love’s wise sense of innocence. […]
Father and Son
Father and Son (for Colin) So, here I am – your father, son — Progenitor and heir, it’s true – My young soul in a body aged By time’s experiential force; A stranger in […]
On Re-Reading Keats
On Re-Reading Keats Re-reading you, (my friend, though long since dead), I am suffused with feelings strange and strong; A flood – a whirl of words – pours through my head, My captured heart bursts into happy song!. […]
Harvest Time
Harvest Time “O for ten years, that I may overwhelm Myself in poesy; so may I do the deed That my own self has to itself decreed”. […]
One Decade More?
One Decade More? Time moves inexorably on; today’s Prime Minister is younger than myself! And now, as rodent-toothed arthritis gnaws Bones and stiff joints, or palpitations shake The regularity of cardiac Efficiency, my darkling eyes can see No end of projects meriting my care. Such […]
Sacrificial Obsession
Sacrificial Obsession Quite casual it was. I said: ‘Goodbye’; You answered with a silent nod. Then I Departed. At your strongly-termed insistence, (After three decades of our shared existence; Such complex years of courtship, marriage, gain, Children and happiness; of loss and pain, Love, […]
Uniform and Grey?
Uniform and Grey? i. I do not think it fair to say My art is uniform and grey. (Who would agree to have defined, By adjectives quite so unkind, The outcome of a life’s vocation Expressing the imagination?). ii. My poems’ themes range over all – […]
Annus Mirabilis
Annus Mirabilis (1984) Some years ago, my heart afloat on dreams, I sailed to bright Coolmela in the West, Where clouds of […]
Pandora's Box
Pandora’s Box Our love is like Pandora’s Box, So I implore you not to pry Too closely. Nor to force those locks Which hold its secret from each eye. Let’s guard it with devoted care To keep its mystery from harm, In true belief that we can share […]