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“Tar very much”
Beyond the lapping reach of watermark I stroll’d upon the sands and scrunch’d my toes Where flotsam chose this morn to disembark In ridding self from life of ebbs and flows I chanced to see a shape which shipped ashore From whence it came, one can but only dream...
‘Christmas Selection’ (gone wrong)
Dateline: Weekend prior to Christmas 1971 Place: Royal Engineers Regiment – ‘Assaye Barracks’ Nienburg - West Germany I had occasion between “Rufty Tufty” assignments overseas, to rest my weary bones (upon my Army issue steel framed bed). This was one such time, when...
Rekindle the Flame
Bereft of friends and neighbours to enquire How cruel is life when left to linger on In huddled form; stoked embers for a fire With scuttle short of coal (to put upon) Alone she sits and dreams of days gone by Of gatherings with loved ones ‘round the tree Such joyful...
Sweet Continuance
Tis joy which thou hath wrought from clay this day Creating with own hands, so fair of heart Whose scent assaults the senses (as bouquet) In image framed, twud deem true work of art With eyes dilating at each vision spied Neath furrowed brow, whilst focusing on form A...
Another World in Which to Sing – (for the Children of Peshawar)
As feathered friend didst fall from chosen bough In crumpled heap; no more to trill sweet sound I wondered of a world ‘neath Farmer’s plough With life bereft of song (still’d underground) No more “t-wit, t-woo” twill fill the night No more dawn chorus greets attentive...
Death of the Innocents
How brave do you have to be To murder children at school? Does Allah really approve? Does death make you look cool? ”Those children were really to blame It was so important to kill They were taught in the ways of the west You know that was not Allah’s will” ”Spray...