the theory of knowledge from a poet's corner
To reach toward the pyramid Atop the burning light E’er thrust and run and tally – The trepid traveller’s flight To be void of divinity – Subtracted from the sun Brightness dwindles as time allows And peddles thoughts still young Sounding like an orchestra – The music sung by one Though whispering – a baritone … Continue reading The hallowed vest
It came from far away And nestled nearer home All the while beside me From birth to when I’d grown My travails with a conscience lay Still active – I had known It came from far away – Perched by my very own And every time I saw her She looked peaceful – Like the … Continue reading Travails with a conscience
Night-time wouldn’t show itself Until Sunshine moved away Like a road-way that disappears in flood Like a child who will stray Night-time hid away God knows where Like a sock hides in a shoe Not wanting to come out and play Like when I played hide and seek with you The pages turned … Continue reading Night-time
A bit late, I know - but better late than never, as they say. I hope you all had a good break over the Christmas (okay, the 'holiday') period and didn't overdo it on New Year's Eve. I happen to come from the best harbour the world can offer and every year it makes the … Continue reading Happy New Year!
Do we spend Life learning how to Live and the next life living the life we Learnt?
It happened. I'd heard people talk about it, in writing groups and elsewhere, but had never felt the emotion that overtakes when it happens to you. The other day, a friend of mine rang me up and said; "Guess what? Your book isn't in the book-store." "Of course not," I replied. Patience, dear friend, patience. … Continue reading My first time
If you're a writer one thing you ought to do is join as many writer's groups as you have the time for. Mostly they meet once a month, so if you fit three or four into your busy schedule then it might be helpful in so many different ways. For a start, they are all … Continue reading Writing groups
‘No vacancy’, her sign said As I strolled by a second time ‘Why?’ I wondered. Was her mind closed to adventure? Or just closed? I’d seen her in happier times When her and I were one ‘I love you’, her lips said I smiled, looked into her eyes And held her hand. Happier times than … Continue reading No vacancy
She tells a joke – I laugh aloud She shouts obscenely – I agree She wanders over to The other side – I laugh, aloud, At me Caught in life’s maze – A puzzle solved Caught in the rip Within the sea I raise my hand For help to come Life yet lived – My … Continue reading She
Fallen from the table Devoured in an instant Opportune, she lives for here and now Like smile on an infant Found amongst the grass Eaten – pure instinct The lips, the sense of smell inspect What to us is non-existent She lives her life from down below We live ours from up above … Continue reading Best friend
