Of Summer, Covid-19, Love and Loss (Poem: July 2021) Shall we sing tales of how the hours were spent,Alone with nought to keep us safe, but fears?For Summer’s wonder must we now repent,and curse the days we had to dry the tears? It seems we took the chance to throw the towel,A gauntlet versus viral’sContinue reading “To Brief Reprieve”
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Wastwater in the Lakes
Dedicated to my wife Helen Houghton-Foster (Poem: June 2021) The golden sheen embossed the Summer sky,while swimming through the crystal waters fresh,and time itself goes ever trundling by,dancing, rhythmic thro’ transcendental flesh. Could love and peace, so tranquil, be as days,of perfect, playful, light and symmetry?Is testament enshrined in glist’ning raysto bounce anon flights ofContinue reading “Wastwater in the Lakes”