Poetry Blogs (2016, sonnet)

And What Of The Children

And what of the children as yet unborn?

Who speaks out for them and will take their part?

As the world watches the hellbound handcart

Spiralling downwards with future stillborn.

When our great great grandfathers walked the land,

It should have been simple to chart a course

Keeping hold of hopes to husband resource,

But now supply is outstripped by demand.

So what ...

Tuesday 31st May 2016 6:43 am

Hold fast, my unwept tears; rest hard my heart,

he is not worthy of my devotion.

Raw attraction ensnared me at the start,

ardour an all-consuming emotion.

Lying in the aftermath of passion,

what is left to show of love? No caress?

It seems tenderness is out of fashion;

no warm embrace, no kiss to second guess.

His come to bed eyes, having had their way

now seem devoid of...

Sunday 17th April 2016 2:53 pm