The question is whether
The beast at the end of his tether
Will make a dash for hope
And break free of the rope
(Which was by him created,
And is now so passionately hated)!
Tag Archives: poetry
Pluviophile
Thank you to Lesley M Dawson of My Liverpool Blog, https://ellemdawson.wordpress.com/about/, for providing me with a word to describe my love of rain (pluviophile), which means a lover of rain! I am delighted to meet a fellow pluviophile!
You can find examples of my poems which deal with rain below:
Raining – https://newauthoronline.com/2015/10/28/raining/
Its Raining – https://newauthoronline.com/2016/11/12/its-raining/
Wood In The Rain – https://newauthoronline.com/2017/05/01/wood-in-the-rain/
Autumn Rain – https://newauthoronline.com/2015/09/25/autumn-rain-2/
Umbrella
You left your umbrella behind
For me to find.
There were no ties
To bind,
Just passing sighs
And me for a moment seeing
A human being.
I never saw you again
But when
Recollection stirs
Of brief affairs,
I see in my mind
Ducks on a girl’s umbrella
Long since left behind
For a man to find.
There was a young man named Hurd
There was a young man named Hurd
Who throughout life spoke only one word.
But as he expired
He became inspired
And said “death is quite absurd!”
If All Our Fantasies Where Laid Bare
If all our fantasies where laid bare
For the world to see,
What would happen to you and me?
The bishop would no longer care
To have us round for tea!
Or if he did so
He might whisper low
“I have the same desires
But Hell’s fires
Are hot.
Besides I have got
A dragon for a wife,
But oh how I dream
Of whipped cream …!”
A man of the world addresses a young woman of easy virtue
“A service like any other,
But don’t tell your mother
As she
Is not like you and me.
We see
The truth plain
(which many distain)
That for the right price
He Can frequently have the She
Of his choosing
And vice
Is a call
Or click away.
How easy ‘tis to fall
Off a log, and oft we lack
The will to climb back”.
You Like My Poems? So Pay For Them
An interesting article by poet Wendy Cope entitled “You like my poems? So pay for them”, https://www.theguardian.com/books/2007/dec/08/featuresreviews.guardianreview14. In her article, Cope bemoans the tendency of people to copy and circulate poems that are in copyright without obtaining the permission of the poet in question.
Cope’s piece reminds me of an incident involving an acquaintance. The gentleman in question told me how much he had enjoyed reading one of my poems (on my website) and how it was now on his phone so he could refer to it more easily. On the one hand, I was flattered to hear that my work had brought so much pleasure to someone who I liked and respected. However, on the other I wished that my acquaintance had asked my permission or maybe even bought one of my books! Rather than embarking on a potentially embarrassing exchange, I smiled and said how delighted I was that my poem gave him so much pleasure.
Of course many of my poems are available online (on this website) and I have no issue with people using the reblog facility to share portions of them with their followers. Likewise I’m delighted when people share links to my work on Twitter and other social media. There is, however a difference between such sharing and copying whole poems without the poet’s permission. Many people copying and/or reproducing poems without permission mean no harm. It is none the less wrong for them to do so without the express permission of their creator.
There Was A Young Lady Called Leigh
There was a young lady called Leigh
Who wrote a book all about me.
When she asked “do you mind?”
I replied “you will find
A letter from my lawyer named Magee!”
Now you see it, now you don’t
The internet is a place of impermanence. Now you see content, now you don’t.
In 2016 I was privileged to be interviewed by Tom Cannon of Croydon Radio, regarding my collection of poetry “Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind”. A podcast of my interview subsequently appeared on Croydon Radio’s website and I linked to it as a permanent record of the event. Sadly anyone who visits Croydon Radio’s website today will receive the following message
“Croydon Radio has now closed. Thanks for listening.
Fortunately my interview still exists and can be found on my publisher’s website, http://moyhill.com/lost/assets/km-interview-croydon-radio-2016-04-09-16-00-53-edited-64k.mp3. However there will, I am sure be many others who did not obtain edited copies of their podcasts, who’s broadcasts are forever lost.
Authors and other creatives put considerable time and effort into obtaining radio interviews and it is a feather in one’s cap when a broadcaster agrees to interview you. However, as demonstrated above nothing is forever. Consequently (if you possibly can) its well worth obtaining your own copy of that interview of which you are so proud as it may not be where you think it should be (on the broadcaster’s website).
He Watches
He watches from the bed.
There is nothing to be said,
For the mirror that reflects
Neither accepts
Nor rejects