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R.E.M E-BOW THE LETTER
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Love’s Pyre
Sense loses itself in desire.
Man burns on passion’s pyre.
Love’s heat inflames,
Befuddles his brains.
Come the cooling rain,
He feels only shame,
Yet will return again,
To joy and pain
Afterwards
Afterwards, your back turned,
Me spurned.
Your breathing soft,
Me forgot.
Delight is past.
The hours stretch dark and vast.
I pray for the morning to come at last.
26 March 2015
A cold spring day
All this will fade away.
No birds to be heard
Only the sound of traffic going somewhere
The Land Of Lost Content By A. E. Housman
Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.
Sun And Rain
A sad sun contending with the rain,
The rain overpowers,
All is dull again.
Book Review: My Wings By Patty Van Delft
My Wings by Patty Van Delft is a moving collection of poetry. In part 1,Patty leaves no holes barred in expressing raw emotions of loss, depression and hopelessness. However all is not dark. There glimmers the light of hope and optimism. Love and a zest for life is evident in the second part of Patty’s book.
Patty has accomplished the difficult task of being searingly honest about highly personal and emotional issues. This book is well worth reading.
For My Wings By Patty Van Delft please visit (http://www.amazon.com/My-Wings-Just-Patty-ebook/dp/B00MH7FGJE) or (http://www.amazon.co.uk/My-Wings-Just-Patty-ebook/dp/B00MH7FGJE).
Kevin
Fragment
Sunlight on a late November day,
Transitory beauty, all will pass away
Autumn Rain
Rain you are lonely, crying outside in the darkness.
A few sad fireworks fizzle and die.
Me, sitting alone on my sofa. Rain, is it you who are lonely, or I?
Beach
I see you, bare feet leaving traces in the damp sand.
Lost in beauty, you watch the gulls as they wheel and cry.
The salt sea caresses your sun kissed skin.
The birds continue to scream overhead.
The sceen overpowers, your tears mingle and are lost in the great atlantic.
In my dreams I glimpse you, a girl walking along the beach.
K Morris - Poet 