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For the first time

For the first time I see the blue sky,
For the first time I hear the blackbird sing,
For the first time I smell the scented roses,
For the first time I feel the warm night air.

How could I have been so blind?
How could I have been so deaf?
I have stumbled through life in darkness,
Now you lead me to the light.

No longer will I lie afraid at night,
Afraid of the ghosts of my past.
No longer will I shamefully submit,
To those who have no power over me.

For the first time I live,
For the first time I need,
For the first time I care,
And for the first time I love.

18/10/1989

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We live in a world

We live in a world of narrow minds,
Of bigotry, of hypocrisy and of injustice.
We close our ears to others righteous cries
For justice, for decency and for freedom.
Because it doesn’t suit us,
It doesn’t fit in with our plans.
And yet when we ourselves are wronged
Is it not we who scream the loudest,
Rage the most about the wrongness of it all?
And then we stand momentarily for what is right,
Like a wave stands upon the shore,
Transitory, for one fleeting moment.
Then we add our loud, indignant voice
To that of the roaring multitude.
Then we do what is right, as it suits us,
When it is in our interests
And then it is gone, eluding even a memory
And we return to our comfortable prejudices,
To our lies and our unreasoning beliefs
Whilst outside the people suffer still.

13/01/1990

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A Passionate Love

And in this time of loneliness,
My thoughts they rest on you,
And then my wandering mind returns
To everything you say and everything you do.

How lost I am without you,
How joyless am I here on my own.
And yet I must of needs go on,
As I carry this burden alone.

And when I lay me down to rest
And close these weary eyes.
It is you I see in the darkness,
For you are where my heart lies.

And as I go through this time alone,
I know that you have not left me.
For you are safely locked in my heart,
And you have set me free

18/09/2000

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And You

Love,
What is love?
The wise men are ignorant of it
They say no such thing exists
Only animal lusts
And carnal desires
No feelings for ones’ fellow
No unselfish actions
Or words
No hope for a better tomorrow
Or brighter today
They sneer at such ideals
If they are right
(And they are wise)
Then I am lost
Lost, alone and frightened.
But if this is true
And they are right
Who, then, are you?

13/07/1990

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A Knife

I held a knife
Blade shining slick,
Siren singing to my sinful soul
Nordic ground,
Belly round,
Tang full,
Edge sharp
Like yearning
As biting as pain
Steel spine
Cold against my skin
Raising hairs
On my naked arm
Handle of southern Tamboti wood
Red lined
Colour of dried blood, satin smooth
Fragrant spice perfume
Rich to my nostrils,
Warm, sensuous, sinuous,
Like an old lover
Lightly lying in my hand
Oh how I long
To release your gift
And with that favour
Release my own11/02/2017

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Alone

Tomorrow brings another day
Alone, world weary, without hope.
My cares lie heavy,
My thoughts in turmoil, torment me.
Another day without you I suffer.
My sorrow fills my aching heart.
My cup of loneliness overflows.
I call out your name,
Silence answers me,
It’s repression surrounds me,
Darkness enfolds me,
In the distance a light I see,
Could it be my salvation?

15/05/1990

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