Tag Archives: humanity

Solitary Bird

On a cold December evening
I heard
A solitary bird
And sought for meaning
In her song of joy and pain.
Doubtless, I shall do so again
For ’tis easy to see poetry,
Though she, sings not for humanity.

A Bird in My Garden Sang

A bird in my garden sang.
A pang
(I no not why)
Into my heart sprang.
Perhaps it is the knowledge that I will die,
Though birds will still sing
Be it winter or spring,
And bring
A melancholy joy
To girl and boy.

The tears start
When nature’s beauty overpowers.
Countless hours
Has many a poet spent,
His efforts bent
On personifying mother nature,
The creator,
Who has no heart
Yet lives and breathes
Through his art.

Nice

As inconsequencial as a child who did say
As she walked past the aquarium yesterday,
“I have fish like that”.

Me, on my way from my flat
To the pub, thought of France
And innocent children who can no longer dance.

There is a shop selling tropical fish, reptiles etc some 10 minutes walk from my home. While strolling along to the pub yesterday evening (Sunday 17 July),I overheard the above snatch of conversation.

Ploughing

I shall plough my furrow

watching others burrow.

I shall sit with unclouded brow

Observing my fellow man worry about when and how.

I shall stand aloof

While others concern themselves with the truth.

The sun shines.

My lines

run on.

The time is long since gone

For expressing anything other than amusement

Or bemusement.

Who will smile in the end

When the axe descends?