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This is Spring
This is Spring Winter has cast Its dismal attire Into the cloudless sky. Birds choir on high In cheerful melody; For now it’s Spring!. Life-bringing Spring; Spirit of beauty; Season of joyfulness. Each year we bless It for its […]
Sunset at Ghadhira
Sunset at Ghadhira (Malta GC) The […]
Rain
Clear Raindrops Clear blazes the molten sun’s burnished rays; Life-juice they draw from the withering crops. Each thirst-wracked plant its wan head weakly drops As the searing heat slow-tortures their days; […]
Inheritors
Inheritors ‘Où sont les fleurs d’hier? Toutes mortes’ (Anon) Where are the flowers of yesterday?. All dead. And where the beauties they displayed?. Dull dust. Can’t loveliness escape time’s fatal tread Or void its squalid blight […]
Under the Ice
Under the Ice Reputedly,Antarcticais rich in oils And minerals of every kind; sufficient spoils To whet our appetites in raw materials For industries. Constantly rise political Disputes over the ownership of such rare store Under its miles-deep, age-protected ceiling-floor. Yet, far more precious than these minerals are those […]
Erinaceus
Erineceus. Secretive Echinoderm. Pulex-porter. Oviraptor. Hail-ward. Anti-alopecian Wood-urchin. Nocturnal earth-miner. Sea-less mine. Gastronome Of gastropoda, Insecta, cadavera. Sun-symbol fire-friend. Armed hero of peace. Inoffensive sword-ball. Fierce ophidia-fighter. Contractile contradiction. Hedgehog. [N.B. These are all epithets for, or supposed attributes of, the […]
Vampiric Parasite
Vampiric Parasite Who has not seen that, when the moon is bright And full, it sucks the lustre from the stars Into itself, leaving them leeched of light And palely distant, through vampiric force; But on a moonless night the stars appear To […]
Rainbow
Rainbow The glory of an Angel’s wings spreads bright across the skies, An arc of light ineffable before my streaming eyes. What matter if the rain still falls or thunder still […]
The Artist
The Artist Last night An artist came and drew Upon my window-pane; And fron his hoary skill I knew Jack frost had come again. Strange shapes Festoon the opaque glass With myriad forms diverse; Whilst all my pipes and drains Surpass Description in mere words. […]
Winter
Winter Frost-bitten months of chill winds, fogs and snow, When icicles point from steep, glacial eaves Down to crisp-ermined soil. Evergreen leaves, Foot-track and house, slick path with hoar fence-post And hardy shrubbery your coverlet Of clustered crystals fleck with daubs of green And brown. If my […]