the theory of knowledge from a poet's corner
Travelling far from anywhere The silent township it was reached Thoughts were far from anything Only to be found under feet. 'Waste not want not,' she doth cry A whisper from a quiet voice 'Waste not want not,' before he died Enduring be the summer sky. The bright blue sky, the summer sun The only … Continue reading Beyond the voice
Hello shadow Goodbye pain Hello sunshine Goodbye rain Goodbye tram Goodbye train Goodbye car Goodbye delay Goodbye last night Goodbye refrain Goodbye poor mouth Goodbye affray Hello future Hello soul-mate Hello my shadow Hello my fate Hello music Goodbye silence Hello TV Goodbye wireless Goodbye hilltop Goodbye mountain Hello water Hello fountain Goodbye high-tech Hello … Continue reading you are my shadow
Johnny met Ted at the local pub down the road Where they’d talk of the issues and news of the day After a few beers they’d chat with Des (and his hat) Who’d tell them; “Don’t worry, it’ll all go away.” Johnny was worried he’d lose his house quite at random With rising sea … Continue reading Dead, buried, cremated
Knife arrived, table set Fork left in the drawer Waitress counting placements “One, two, three,...twenty-four.” Serviette placed near to Knife Resplendent, pristine, neat Desert left in chef’s fridge First course? Three veg and roast beef Waitress, eyes viewing the room Beautiful place setting Chef sparkled, winked at her, so tender Amatory, like a … Continue reading knife and fork
Once upon a time there was a man with a very big beard. He was a very jolly man. One day in his older years he thought it an idea to wear only red and white at Christmas time. And with it came a very big black belt. As time had passed, his beard had … Continue reading the true story of Santa…
Ask not what others can do for you But what you can do for others Be afraid of calm nonchalance Be it from sisters or from brothers Liberate from behind the veil Abide by me, your soulful friendship Ever welcome, desirous, cherished In times material, narcissistic Never one to fold the page of … Continue reading stand and deliver
A leader to be followed, A man to judge the dead He stands on the pulpit preaching ‘The Kingdom of Heaven is near,’ he said. A movement, small to start, Followers, chosen, whence did come, A story to develop, Apostles, on his death, they doth become. To him not all stay loyal, A disciple, mendacious, will betray. He … Continue reading the prophet
