The Seasons of Life…

Tiny-rose diamonds in the sky Engage the aspect of the eye. Entrammeled there amongst the trees Our every sense would seem to please. To bring contentment to that heart A troubled life might rend apart. At whose parting -a poet might say This was a sad and solemn day…...

STORM

Wave after wave beat on the shore A fearful wind through rigging tore Then fled the scene to howl past seats Where promenade and houses meet Weaving through the streets of town And bringing pots from chimneys down Not for a moment did it stop On up the hill and o’er...

Crystal tears

As the proud soldiers walked by, Crystal tears flowed down the rosy cheeks of families, They bid their loving farewells incase they lost a son, By the shore the soldiers left their families behind. On the battle field, we saw our brothers-in-arm drop dead, Thick,...

Recollection (Winter Childhood Morning 1960’s)

Jack Frost impressionistic inside of bedroom window. Lino sharp cold, on warm feet, muffled hunting for comfort of slippers. Down to gloom-shadow living room, single light bulb tries, but never quite makes it into every corner. Two bar electric fire perch on edge of...

Frostbite

Bitter cold growls like a circling dog. At first, just a warning, a hint of white mist. Closing in, dog nips at polar heels, then Wham! In for the killer bite immobilising fingers

Fields of Red

When all was said And all was done Doomed youth marched into hell Who could bear to keep a count All of those who fell Lives cut short before their years So soon before their time Loved ones wept their bitter tears Whose blame this bloody crime A flare shot up A...