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Poem: 12th of November – next day thoughts on Remembrance Day

Tweet      12th of November Too many flags Too many wreaths flying and furled circles and sheaths symbols of power and Babel’s tower Too many widows Too much unsolaced grief Too many pipes Too many drums militant skirl bellicose beat marching in lines laying down mines Too wedded to war To demand that peace […]

Poem: The Lion – Love, loss and time

Tweet the eyes of time The Lion He is an old lion but he still kills his own food The old lion lies languidly before another parting sun He has watered he has fed Contentedly he stretches to his full still powerful extent He has hunted the guile of age disdaining the extravagance of youthful […]

Poem: The Eagle’s Last Flight – ‘His mate gone/the eagle soared/into the high places

Tweet      The Eagle’s Last Flight His mate gone the eagle soared into the high places grief-driven wings beat the air in angry futile desperation higher and higher faster and faster his passion drove him towards the baleful sun the watchers waited bate-breathed for the weariness the exhaustion of flight to bring the eagle […]

Poem for Valentine’s Day – with a film connection

Tweet    Poem for Valentine’s day (Sadly not mine)   The Life That I Have The Life that I have Is all that I have, And the life that I have, is yours.   The love that I have, Of the life that I have, Is yours, and yours, and yours.   A sleep I […]

Poem: The City – alone amongst people

Tweet The City Cold wet streets echo footsteps of following fear a hungry animal prowling round my city rheum-eyed wraiths hunted and haunted by neon glares return rain-cold recriminatory stares Rag-huddled in cold a life-worn once-man in foetal embrace protects his flame guttering body heat to the pestering wind invisible to shame and scurrying guilt […]

Poem – Depression: say it don’t think it

Tweet    Depression Life was going swimmingly when a sudden current surged, and swept me out to sea. I watched the land and all so dear to me, recede into the distance as I struggled just to be. Against a dark unfathomed sea I thrashed about and battled but couldn’t struggle free. Exhausted, I just […]

Six Poems for Remembrance Week (6) – Upon a Lifting Breeze

Tweet      Upon a Lifting Breeze I will soar Upon a lifting breeze In sunset’s fading light I shall find my ease Do not weep for me Nor regret my passing day My love lives on in you You now will find my way My spirit lives Within the gentle rain That slakes the […]

Six Poems for Remembrance week (5) Remembrance Day – Another kind of respect

Tweet      Remembrance Day Etched in unforgiving stone The Glorious Dead implacable stands alone washed in rain and bitter tears blood red poppies do not atone across the bitter years the sadness and the loss As each November nears we mourn our honoured dead with military pomp and easy prayers power privilege and marching […]

Six Poems for Remembrance week (4) Remembrance – Your Day

Tweet    Remembrance – Your Day This is my remembrance day no bands or marching men no pomp or circumstance just private cherished memory This is my thoughtful day when I think just of you your kindness and your love the comfort I could see In your eyes This is my day to miss you […]

Six Poems for Remembrance Week (3) Never Gone

Tweet    Native American – Indian – spiritual beliefs unlike say the Abrahamic religions, are spatial not temporal; communitarian not individualistic. This does not try to be an ‘Indian’ poem – that would be silly. But it does try to express a deep empathy towards the spirit of these ideas and the culture that struggles […]