by Jan Hedger | Feb 27, 2009 | Poetry
Me mate and me out on patrol eyes peeled for any unrest, scanning the roofs for snipers bullets. A car cruises past thumping hearts till it speeds on by danger imagined. A rock – skirted for fear it’s real, every step a threat. A typical day in Iraq. Then in a vision...
by Jan Hedger | Feb 22, 2009 | Poetry
With purity of innocence They stand in white Row upon Row On the restful green. Silver dewdrops cling To shortened Blades of grass Afraid to let go. The crimson Of spilt blood Washes away into The pink of dawn. All that remained From the black night Was wrapped...
by Jan Hedger | Feb 8, 2009 | Poetry
Speckled dust, dances on the mahogany table Flecked particles perform acrobatics in the stale air Caught in the footlights of the afternoon sun They perform for no one, but themselves. Closed book’s, bound in secret line one wall Two portraits hang opposite, seeing...
by Jan Hedger | Jan 20, 2009 | Poetry
Snow wistfully falling; settling silently whereat it lands A soft, white fitted carpet of the purest jewelled crystals. Net curtains twitch; as surprised eyes widen in wonder Before draped curtains close and settees and televisions beckon. The temperature plummets as...
by Jan Hedger | Jan 19, 2009 | Poetry
Love, blossomed pink on the fair skin of the sweet lass awaiting; The young man, late rushes in haste the violets crushed in his hand; Arm in arm they strolled along the promenade; The girl and her soldier Precious times together in 1939. A broad smile, beamed from...
