by Don Holmes | Jan 26, 2013 | Poetry
Not for me the rolling hills Of a green and pleasant land But trudging through a muddy field Or sprayed by wind-blown sand I do not rest in crisp clean sheets Laid on a feather bed Just the harshness of the earth On which to lay my head I do not have the luxury Of...
by Don Holmes | Jan 19, 2013 | Poetry
”Hold very tightly” My grandaughter said To her brother sat on His little blue sledge ”Grandad will push us Fast down the hill” His face showed concern At this dubious thrill But then they were flying With screams of delight On frost-hardened snow This dark winter’s...
by Don Holmes | Dec 22, 2012 | Poetry
Spend, spend, spend You sons of greed On the things that You don’t need Buy, buy, buy No matter what Forget the folk, who May have not Fill, fill, fill Your house until There’s only room for Next year’s bill Cry, cry, cry A heartfelt wail As closer to the Edge you...
by Don Holmes | Dec 6, 2012 | Poetry
The snow began to settle On pavement road and hill Making busy townships Soon quiet and ghostly still Nothing seemed to move now No dog or darting bird Then bells inside the church Demanded to be heard On such a night so crisp Which one of us would leave The comfort...
by Don Holmes | Dec 1, 2012 | Poetry
She stepped out of her car And strolled into the bar Looking very cool She settled on a stool Twenty pairs of eyes Were fixed upon her thighs But she sat upon the stool Ignoring all their drool She sipped her ice-cold drink Not a staring eye could blink But this girl...
