by Robert Carson | May 20, 2012 | Poetry
I stand in silence to contemplate Man’s lot on Earth, His sorry fate Pains ever present in our lives And touches all, the fool the wise. Yet, even when we come to pass We fight for breath until the last. We walk in sunlight sleep in shade Decay like leaf-mould in the...
by Robert Carson | May 10, 2012 | Poetry
whip-poor-will, whip-poor-will As wintering-birds will journey home The soul of one more mortal’s flown. And when that plaintive call is heard Untimely harbinger of death Whose heart no longer flows with blood Who wears the golden-round of love? Why speak of cruel,...
by Robert Carson | Apr 22, 2012 | Poetry
There, within a soldier’s grave he was with all-due honour laid. Though lesser men some may admire the example of the few inspire. No stranger to renown and fame on the High Road home his spirit came. Without those haughty airs and graces where all are neatly ranked...
by Robert Carson | Apr 20, 2012 | Poetry
If life’s a garden full of thorns Each morning brings its song Every brier-patch hides a rose That blossoms then is gone. Our happiness is all we have To cherish like a jewel More precious than a crown of gold That’s set upon a fool. A gentle heart’s more worthy than...
by Robert Carson | Apr 19, 2012 | Poetry
Untutored in fine arts and graces Old ghosts slip out of secret places. Watched by a host of Scottish kings They walk the stately rooms and wings. The lantern in the abbey’s lit All with a common purpose sit. The solemnities are duly said Hymns sung in honour of the...