the theory of knowledge from a poet's corner
It matters not how hard or harrowThe hindrance that I holdBut how soft and purely suppleThe helping hand I doth extol The caressing care known as compassionOpens the door to graceForever in betweenComparing looks upon the face It matters not how rough the gazeHow tough the buccaneerBelieve him when he tells you;Want for her when … Continue reading Forever in between
Every time I find the meaning of life they change it. That's the title of Daniel Klein's book, published a couple of years ago now but one I return to whenever I'm thinking too far ahead of the here and now. You see, Klein believes that we should all be more like Snookers, his dog, … Continue reading changing life’s meaning
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
Oliver strolled to the highest mountain To seek out a magical sight. It was a mountain greener than the greenest of pastures, It spoke of goodness and light. From the mountain-top Oliver saw the cliffs, Far to the west they stood. On top a four-leafed clover found By the wee man wearing a hood. A … Continue reading Poem – Oliver
A hand reached out in time of need, Rain in time of drought. Fingers interlaced, accede, Bud blooms from planted seed. A hand reached out, come what may, In time of loss, of sorrow. Transfixed, hand in glove. To stay? Or would, once more, in time, away? A hand reached out, no more the poorer … Continue reading Poem – helping hand
I felt a pang of enmity In shoulder and in heart A pang that measures friend from foe Who, once loved, now forgot. But enmity and absolution Couldn’t share the thoughts of one A lover with a dagger drawn Spells irony to some To heal, to treat, perambulate Attend to task at hand … Continue reading Poem – Moral Absolution
The world beyond the fatal shore Not like the world in days before Danger we could glean Danger knows not, of hill-top morn' Or life of old-country, worn Hard yakka it had been But enough of hills, enough of grass You knew young love would never last Life offers so much more Past the dip, … Continue reading Poem – the world beyond the fatal shore
Tell me that the Earth is round I'll convince you it is square Tell me there's justice in the world I'll tell you it's unfair Tell me to sit down I'll surely want to stand Tell me you prefer the hills I'll run along the sand Tell me; turn toward the right I'll move further … Continue reading Poem – But once…
A big ‘thank you’ must go to Taruna for encouraging me to participate in this challenge. Go to her site, http://rhythmandthedancer.org/ – a medium of expression. And what a medium for expression it is! Her use of words (and pictures) creates a great synergy for those who appreciate the English language. Day 3 Challenge THE MAN … Continue reading 3 Day Quote Challenge – Day 3
A big ‘thank you’ must go to Taruna for encouraging me to participate in this challenge. Go to her site, http://rhythmandthedancer.org/ – a medium of expression. And what a medium for expression it is! Her use of words (and pictures) creates a great synergy for those who appreciate the English language. Day 2 Challenge “Do … Continue reading 3 Day Quote Challenge – Day 2
