Me reading my poems ‘Will Spring come again’ and ‘An owl hunting’ on Soundcloud.
Me reading my poems ‘Will Spring come again’ and ‘An owl hunting’ on Soundcloud.
Me reading five of my poems on Soundcloud.
I enjoyed reading this one.
'Shoshin At Play' hosted by Shyamsree Lahiri

Truth is stronger than fiction;
Silence more potent than words;
A kiss on the brow quenching than lip-lock,
Anger weaker than chords.
A sigh hangs heavier than regret;
Regrets rise quickerthan a tear;
Tears sting frozen from parting,
Reconciliation hesitant from fear.
Hope floats lighter than an eyelash,
Hurt bleeds deeper than a scar;
Life smiles hopeful as a heartbeat,
As Death moves closer than a star.
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When a young lady whose name is Sue
Lost a brand new shoe,
My wife Jane
Did bitterly complain,
When she found that shoe of Sue …
—
When a young lady whose name is Sue
Misplaced a brand new shoe,
I very much regret
That my dog Jet
Chewed that brand new shoe!
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I look forward to reading your poems.
Kevin
When a young lady whose name is Sue
Said, “its perfectly true!”.
I made reply,
“Young lady you lie!
I can’t believe that of Lou!”.
There once was a man with a beard
Who the people thought rather weird.
He lived in a tumbled down house
Along with a mouse,
Of which he was afeared!
—
There once was a man with a beard
Whose hair was long and seared.
He lived all alone
In a castle of stone
And he never shaved his beard!
Not quite knowing what to do
She removes a shoe
Then, for the first time,
Is immortalised in rhyme
One leaf, lost amongst a myriad trees
Though, perchance, someone sees
(Or has seen)
My book. And, having looked, does glean
Something beyond the machine.