Erwan Lucas René on the Silence of the Sea
3 hours ago
Get your affairs in order,
a familiar voice whispered
out of the blue.
Thanks for the warning,
but there is nothing
left to do.
No lingering love,
no financial strings,
no unsung songs.
Only one request, if I may.
Can we skip the drama?
I prefer a peaceful,
transfer of power.
Friday 20th November 2020 4:33 pm
"The Soul of Freedom"
The morning on our creation day
Had the charming face of a young cheetah
But ran in the pace of a snail.
Who would have known that the trophy of independence
That we fell over eachother in celebration of
Will tighten again the locks of slavery yet the more?
We cried of faces white as the moon
But not anymore, not anymo...
Thursday 1st October 2020 6:08 am
I was enjoying sitting in the garden, pondering the beauty and the timelessness of nature, compared to the fickleness and unreliability we see in our leaders and found myself writing a villanelle. First draft below – may yet be edited but I wanted to share it now.
Reminders of a life, a dream now torn
Scabia, flags and tulips, forget me nots
Behind the privet hedge a rolling lawn
Tuesday 22nd September 2020 3:37 pm
(Wrote during the post Brexit
What a wonderful thing!
The freedom of a vote that counts
Makes my lickle heart sing!
The Magna Carta, the 2nd Reform
The start of our foundations
The principles of all free worlds
The lifeblood of our nation
The Suffragettes - great heroines
Spilled blood to earn the right
They would not bow or break or bend
Friday 18th September 2020 5:28 pm
In a place not far away,
a place they call Trump-land.
Where the leader of that place is called,
or worse, on a bad day in Trump-land.
Some of his subjects have been heard to say,
that he has abused the sacred office he holds.
Worse, say some, that he has suborned the institutions of Government.
These days are the darkest of days, in Trump-l...
Friday 4th September 2020 5:26 pm
Wanted a Churchill.
Got a blonde workshy dandy,
hapless and fearful.
Sunday 24th May 2020 6:43 pm
Saturday 9th May 2020 2:27 pm
I might use poetic license,
write stories and invent details,
tell tall tales, speak in parables,
embroider, enlarge upon
or summarize and minimize.
I could write memoirs
about my illustrious,
I could cite statistics
to prove a point,
maybe fudge the numbers.
I could hide information, omit details,
deny any knowledge
Thursday 9th April 2020 2:07 pm
We set the world alight
With incendiary thoughts
That burned like sulphur
Cut with lithium
A million candles
That lit every corner
Of our flammable minds
And shone like supernovas
That was an age ago
When new ideas
Were like matches
Striking on sandpaper
When the faintest
Could flash against powder
And deliver shot
Sunday 16th February 2020 12:18 am