by Robert Carson | Jul 20, 2013 | Poetry
In the darkness I would take… Sunlight glistening in a crystal pool A maharaja’s princely jewel Peacocks’ tails enwrapped in silk A cow called, Daisy, whom I’d milk That bounden promise few men keep A feathered bed where I might sleep. Into the darkness I would...
by Robert Carson | Jul 20, 2013 | Poetry
The willow weeps its sad refrain For all whose lives were lived in vain. If I were one, then, so be it- It matters not to me one whit. Untouched by anger, pride, or fear No unkind word I’ll ever hear Content to have lived, content to die Within this ground, at peace,...
by Robert Carson | Jul 16, 2013 | Poetry
The age of maturity has now come We celebrate you are Twenty One. Edacious Time consumes our dreams Nothing’s as constant as it seems. To gather from the fruited-thorn You wait the coming of the dawn Opening your heart to Life’s sweet song. Now- like the cat that got...
by Robert Carson | Jun 14, 2013 | Poetry
The old horse and tumble have long gone The Little Grey Fergie croons its sweet song… The rigid Old Order. Head Horse, Second Horse. Fleets of hay. Two hours to bait a horse. Braided tails, burnished-brass trappings. Coats polished to a glossy shine. Ostlers,...
by Robert Carson | May 4, 2013 | Poetry
I sat upon the well-worn steps The organist played- as if for me The world complete in harmony… Though growing cold the sun would shine And Life, it seemed, a thing sublime. The gathering silence in the wall An ominous darkness comes to fall. ‘The body of a...
