Purveyor of fantasies and lust without love you stand. Lonely men are tempted to forget themselves becoming lost in your barren land. Frantic couplings attempting to numb the pain, after lust the void returns again. Emptiness calls to emptiness, pain without end, no broken hearts in your arms can thee mend.
I am not a huge fan of Dylan Thomas. I do, however love his poem Do Not Go Gentle and I was pleased to come across the poet reading his own poem on Youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g2cgcx-GJTQ&feature=em-subs_digest-vrecs.
Asian girl, like some beautiful caged bird, enmeshed in your mother’s world. Your voice never heard, beautiful Asian girl. Caught between two worlds, beautiful Asian girl. No veil covers your long black hair, beautiful Asian girl. Part of the west but constrained by a faith from another land, entangled in a religion which you only dimly understand. Are you happy in this world oh beautiful Asian girl?
A wonderful reading of Philip Larkin’s poem Aubade http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RTSMH36tIQc
“Hello” you would say bouncing on your big bed excitedly. I still sense your presence in this room now quiet save for the rumble of distant traffic. Your toys are mainly packed up and gone now, sent to your new home with your mum but your presence remains.
I miss you, I miss our walks in the park recalling the two of us together walking in the rain. The rain fell as my tears do now. You are not here but your presence remains.
K Morris - Poet 