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These two poems I think pair up well together. The first written to celebrate the birth of our first grandchild five years ago, the second written last year after a visit and time spent with him and his two brothers.
Nathaniel's Villanelle
Now welcome into this world little one.
You know no-one, nothing yet,
Yet from Him who knows all you come.
Your father, your mother als...
Friday 24th May 2019 1:53 pm
Memories
The best role played on screen aint on screen
And life aint as pretty as it seems a beautiful dream of a ghetto where the grass aint that green
But the life of a few young me with a pistol that they want to bang
And they still think a black man hangs.. in the balance no it hangs in what if's and what of's
What if he picked up that book instead of that gun that teach bullets to fly an...
Sunday 20th November 2016 3:22 am
THE BENCH
There’s a bench in the park where an old couple sit
holding hands and laughing as the children play and flit
about on the swings and slides with boundless joy,
inciting memories of when they were girl and boy.
The antics of the kids so full of life and carefree bliss,
their lives laid out before them on paths that time would kiss.
They’ve been sitting on that bench for ...
Wednesday 24th June 2015 5:50 pm
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