Poetry Blog by keith jeffries (Jan 2018)
An Orderly Woman
An Orderly Woman
Every week was planned
with every day given an allotted task
She was indeed a creature of habit
always dressed according to the job in hand
Mondays were spent enwrapped
amongst sheets, dresses and underwear
Soap powder, dolly blue and the Burco boiler
and soon the garden lines became like bunting
Tuesdays she stood before the ironing board
surrou...
Wednesday 31st January 2018 9:09 pm
A Royal Box
A Royal Box
I found myself sitting at the entrance to a cave
it might once have been an aboriginal grave
I sat high above the surrounding landscape
far below in a verdant valley lay a distant lake
I could not see above where I sat alone
it was a natural not a man made home
The cave was deep and eerily dark
and in the mountains I could hear a dog bark
No on...
Monday 29th January 2018 10:17 pm
A Living Creation
A Living Creation
I swam out until I could swim no more
then I turned and saw the distant shore
I floated on gently rippling waves
above a deep, dark watery grave
I looked toward the beach of sand
and the towering immensity of land
Further out and beyond my reach
lay another far off beach
An island rising above the sea
perhaps my destination to be
I remai...
Thursday 25th January 2018 7:42 pm
The Numinous
The Numinous
From my earliest recollections
without knowledge or instruction
I was forever aware of the numinous
There was always the other there and close
more powerful, silent and strong
I could not feel truly alone
as this invisible companion created a presence
In those days the popular cry was
There is no God
I could not echo this refrain
I knew differentl...
Tuesday 23rd January 2018 10:52 pm
Waiting
Waiting
He waits for me
as I wait for Him
We never lose touch
the lines remain unbroken
He waits for me
for He knows the hour
Our tryst is often silent
unspoken words are exchanged
Sometimes I am audible
His words are deep and subdued
I express myself badly
stymied by language
He has a silent eloquence
with clarity and succinct
We have come to know
...Sunday 21st January 2018 10:27 pm
He is......
He is.....
He is all about us
and within our very being
He dwells in the soul of every person
He speaks to us
if only we listen
Look closely at the
next bird you see
Watch the waves
as they reach the shore
Or the mountains
which soar above us
Least of all the uniqueness
of all we behold
Then you will see
life and beauty all about us
A reflect...
Sunday 21st January 2018 10:44 am
Retreat
Retreat
People everywhere are becoming fearful
distrustful of others, even of those who are close
The world is filled with dread
communities have become fragmented
The tree of life has been ravaged
fruit, leaves and branches lay scattered
Only the trunk remains with its bark stripped
many have withdrawn into their personal hermitages
Loved ones offer some sense of s...
Thursday 18th January 2018 8:22 pm
The Two Valleys
The Two Valleys
Two valleys separated by a mountain range
only a tortuous track joined the two
One valley was verdant with many springs
the other quite arid with sparse vegetation
The valley of aridity was a maze of industry
factories abounded, people wore military attire
Soldiers goose stepped to military bands
as leaders took the salute and waved gleefully
Weapons...
Sunday 14th January 2018 9:18 pm
Loneliness
Loneliness
I have always felt a sense of disconnectedness
a part of everything but strangely separate
I feel encased in my being and body
of a different mind with a unique spirit
Kith and kin are supposedly closer than most
but I share so little with them save blood ties
I am alone, I am completely solitary
no one can see or understand as I do
Alienation and isolati...
Tuesday 9th January 2018 8:53 pm
Enraged
Enraged
My heart breaks
as tears roll down my cheeks
My equilibrium is disturbed
as my emtions are raw
I am inconsolable
Humanity is enigmatic
it is almost intolerable
Artillery targets a town
shells fall on hospitals and schools
Many are killed or wounded
Little Karim Abdel Rahman
was two months old
Shrapnel is embedded in his skull
he has lost ...
Monday 8th January 2018 4:02 pm
Nightfall
Nightfall
Night descends in a gown of silence
as does my solitary confinement
for then I am alone and abandoned
fearful of phantoms to haunt my soul
Nothing is within my grasp
my sentence will endure until dawn
Now the night plays its games
it taunts, tempts and induces fear
No lock or chain hold me fast
only a thicket of the unkown
Perils lurk hidden but clos...
Wednesday 3rd January 2018 10:05 pm
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