the theory of knowledge from a poet's corner
I woke up this morning on this bright and sunny day to read commentary in the morning paper about the term ‘guys.’ Apparently the Australian of the Year, David Morrison, found it within himself to announce his abhorrence at its use. ‘Those guys just weren’t up to it today,’ ‘What’s that guy playing at?’ ‘Thanks … Continue reading Freedom – where did you go?
She was here but now she’s lost A winter breeze turned into frost A weathered hand, salt of the soil What did she want to say? A butterfly, resting on flower Wings fluttered, quiet hour I turned away, the colour foiled Butterfly had flown away A dog lay, forever, by my side Recovered … Continue reading Poem – Lost
Freedom stood upon the mountain top, to view the rising sun, That day he felt happy walking tall and straight. The sun brought warmth to the travails of His fight, A fight He'd surely ne'er for granted take. Freedom looked down toward the villagers. Within their village many roamed carefree. But unlike Freedom, they were unaware What they … Continue reading freedom
