by Peter Bruffell | Jan 22, 2008 | Poetry
Don’t pity me, just standing here My youth is no consideration, For I went missing in the field When others were fighting for their nation Don’t pity me, as to the stake I’m tied For I see a tear within my Sergeants eye. Pity him, the order he has to make And then to...
by Peter Bruffell | Jan 20, 2008 | Poetry
Whisper voices to the wind, To see how far they fly, Like empty echoes on the sea Or a muffled babies cry, They travel like a comet star Only to be lost in space, Long before your voice has reached Upon the listeners face! Talking voices to the wind, Trying to be...
by Peter Bruffell | Dec 16, 2007 | Poetry
The simple life I love the best, Not complicated or obsessed. No thought required, but love and care, Just like a breath, of fresh air. I love the beauty born within, No hatred, no criticism, no lust, no sin. To see things clear, in sight no blur, Just like a breath,...
by Peter Bruffell | Dec 16, 2007 | Poetry
With decking planks and rigging ropes, I sail away tonight. To bow, the dark and all my hopes, To stern the harbour light, To starboard there’s a marker buoy, To port we run aground. Above the sky is speckled bright, Beneath the depths there’s Plymouth Sound. Into the...
by Peter Bruffell | Dec 8, 2007 | Poetry
My wife told me to change a light bulb, That was hanging in the air But it was dark, I could not see, I had to stand upon a chair. One leg of the chair was shorter, Than it should really be And when I stood upon it, It became very wobbly. “ Hurry up, ” my dear wife...
