Dear Santa,

 

I want a suit by Hugo Boss,

Mohair with a silken gloss,

A Maserati painted blue,

Perhaps a Jaguar would do.

 

A Rolex Oyster gold and bright,

With tickets for an opening night,

Underwear by Calvin Klein,

Vintage Brandy, Grand Cru wine.

 

A Lear Jet with a private strip,

To pamper me on every trip,

Caviar on Melba toast,

Summer on a sun d...

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OPUS

 

You can’t walk away from all that you are,

No matter how hard you may try,

You can lock away truth in an iron clad box,

But you must not admit to the lie.

 

Whatever you are and whatever the pain,

What is given is that you are bound,

And in truth we are melodies lost on the wind,

In the torture of discordant sound.

 

It’s better to face it ...

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Shattered Saturday.

 

I was shattered before I had started,

With yesterday bearing me down,

Just living my life in a circus,

And cast as the unhappy clown.

 

Of course we have days to remember,

And days that are better forgot,

There are days that are studies of rapture,

And days that are certainly not.

 

Yesterday started with promise,

A shini...

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Teddybear

 

At first I only saw the flowers,

Like rich brocade, a wayside alter,

The bright of nature, sweet in air,

That caused my onward step to falter.

 

But then my gaze fell to the toys,

The string and tape that held them there,

Festooning all to a crash scarred tree.

And crying out for the world to care.

 

I did not stop to read the notes,

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The Wedding Feast

 

I held the true cross in my paw,

A trinket then and little more,

My hands and those of Constantine,

A first resistance hold the line.

 

St Mark’s stone coffin at my feet,

The round from baptism complete,

His hand in Christ’s this hand of mine,

Yet I resist and hold the line.

 

I read the book, I found it wise,

A thing of tr...

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Wanderlust

 

To walk the streets of Marrakech, the flaming deserts dune,

To see the domes of Istanbul beneath the Asian moon,

The dark creeks of the Amazon where hidden orchids grow,

To cross the green Sargasso where the sailors shouldn’t go.

 

The pyramids at Giza by the ever-fertile Nile,

To sit beside the Tiber and to contemplate a while,

Then in the stree...

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Inheritance

 

Can we live in a world full of prophets,

Where the soothsayers smooth us with lies,

When lovers regale us with treasure,

Or beguile us with come to bed eyes.

When the dictionary empties is meanings,

To the voices we hear in our head,

And the fire is the pit of extinction,

When the wise and the worthy are dead.

 

Can we fly on the wings o...

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Twilight Hours   And then she said “I love the twilight hours,”

When summer mists are burdening the air,

When blossom trees are stunned by hidden flowers,

And childhood bliss can banish every care.

 

I saw her mind as clearly as my own,

This woman both enigma and my wife,

Where in her joy and passion both atone,

Her clarity and wisdom fill my life.

 

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GRATITUDE

 

I suppose I should be grateful,

Be happy and be bright,

Think best of my surroundings,

Rejoicing in the light.

 

But as I look around me,

I find no cause for glee,

It seems the whole damned universe,

Is bearing down on me.

 

I can’t avoid the taxman,

My Council is a pain,

And now our whole society,

Is singing that refrain.

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Scraps

 

Answer me spirit I said to the shade,

Tell me of things that are waiting to be,

What now awaits in the years that will come,

And what from the shadows is following me.

 

What of this world that my heart holds so dear,

What of my hopes of my dreams and my fears,

Will I have joy that will pleasure my soul,

And will I know pain in the valley of tear...

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A July Evening

 

As quiet steals upon the hill,

And daily clamours from you fly,

Of gentle twilight seek your fill,

And round you wrap a warm July.

 

Where in the meadows hares at sport,

Snatch at a sound and then are gone,

When all your troubles come to naught,

As natures many blend to one.

 

Where streams reflect the evening star,

And hold i...

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Brightening Rings

 

My seventieth year, and my new second spring,

Life’s closed endless circle and natures bright ring,

Its here I have written and here I have wrought,

Have built up and rendered and salvaged and sought.

 

I have reached to the age when my late father died,

I’m recalling his passing, the tears that I cried,

The unspoken words that are stream...

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Buttercup

 

We pluck the blossom from the lawn,

Gold doubloons from an emerald sward,

And in this labour I can see,

No great release and no reward.

 

This flush of colour bright and strong,

A weed set down in ordered space,

A lock upon the gate of heaven,

A jewel in a common place.

 

And yet this complex complete form,

Holds all the truth that...

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Dreaming

 

We live like deer or shy gazelle,

Our resting place the sun filled glade,

But waiting at the forest edge,

The yellowed fang the sharpened blade.

 

But dream we will as dream we must,

Imaginations feed our mind,

And be they passions lust or love,

They teach our souls to loose and bind.

 

If we ourselves could mirror god,

What t...

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Commonality 

 

I had this conversation with the mother of my spouse,

And viewed the garden that she tends to gentrify the house,

We came to the conclusion that we never would agree,

About the brave and various forms that nature gives for free.  

 

There’s glory in the chaos of the wild and wanton things,

The greenfinch in the hedgerow the buzzing wasp that stin...

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RAUCOUS

 

Two Crows try to mate in the Churchyard,

Crying raucous of life midst the dead,

Bright flowers thrust up from corruption,

Some sign that the winter has fled.

 

I like it, this turn of the season,

Some season of hope to renew,

My winters despair has its ending,

The promise life made me comes true.

 

I suppose I am old, I should know it,

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Marching

 

The year is marching into spring,

As bright soft shoots caress the earth,

The nettles green as catkins burst.

Some gilding for a greater worth.

 

Go count your money, grasp a coin,

Buy now your place in space and time,

Rise up your monument of stone,

Or walk among the sweet sublime.

 

Today I saw some ewes with lambs,

The raw wind c...

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It

It comes to wound; it rides the storm,

It turns you round; it points the way,

It folds your mind; it makes you still,

It binds the hours; it holds the day.

 

It teaches nothing you would learn,

It ends beginnings with a sigh,

It makes the truth a poet's tale,

It sanctifies the oldest lie.

 

It winds confusion round your soul,

It lifts you up on...

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Dark Knights

 

Quite worthless yet called victory,

Our battles never won,

Small pavings on a well trod path,

Our moments in the sun.

 

What conflicts wait the silver knight,

What sword to brave his hand,

What steed for his companionship,

What pride in precious land.

 

When all is done we come to rest,

Cold graven in our alms,

Our intellec...

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Eyes On A Winter Page

 

Your eyes are on my winter page,

Each word like breath and fallen flowers,

While I have rhymes for many needs,

And treasures for the passing hours.

 

And did you read Gerontius,

Where Newman spoke of raging dreams,

Where hands offend to common prayer,

And Cranmer penned the precious reams.

 

I ponder and I quicken wit,

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