Season’s Close
Summer always comes to its end Too quickly, too soon, and Regrets are too easily dwelt on, And sadness inevitable, after these Days of joy and fear, and the Bonds… Continue Reading
Browsing Category: Poetry
A FATHERS’ DAY POEM TO MYSELF
Sometimes, I wish I would not share my children’s taste in music, Nor shared with them the music I love, And that they hated what I like. Sometimes, I wish… Continue Reading
Speakers For The Dead
Dear Ren, By way of a terrible piece of timing, I have just got back from my daily walk drenched to the skin, and my skin exercised by the hailstorm… Continue Reading
The Man On Television
The man on television Tells us We have wasted the last eight weeks. We have not loved enough, Not broken enough rules, Nor spread the pestilence As wide as we… Continue Reading
Stay Alert
Stay alert For incompetence and greed, For facile politicians and advisers, For the secret eugenicists And their genocidal ideals. Stay alert For the fools who won’t distance And won’t wash… Continue Reading