Best Ferried Poems

Dear Emily, 'the Recluse of Amherst'

In my university days, you burned in me 
As a dazzling flame of endless inspiration.
As I sit to write to you, your soul in its depth I see
And it speaks to me, still giving endless motivation.

Your concise and crisp musings,...

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At
Dunkirk,
where thousands
of stranded men
lined a bloody beach,
hope was draining with each
air strike delivered by the
unrelenting Germans’ aircraft.
Cold, starved, and injured men watched from shore -
their few rescue ships being bombed and sunk.

How must they have felt knowing their homeland
was so close – and yet so...

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As words escaped constricted passage
of time from eons of layered myths,
legends of demi-gods thus linked,
in glowing rendition, with whisk on hand
the Orator with staff, sang the Eel to slumber.

As words from parched lips of orchids, flowed
dispersing sweet juices germinating dense spheres
of time in which history...

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Hitch-hiking on the road of yellow bricks
I took a chance upon a passing whim
It ferried me where thins grow out from thickes
Turns out, I found myself out on a limb

Imagine, on a limb and at my age
How could I get my feet back on the...

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When love lies in a crypt unnamed
And it's fire lives on lips untamed
And the wild fury wakes from it's sleep
to find the who or what it seeks
With thirst and hunger of the starving
Armed with strength men find alarming
and the valor of a silent knight
Antisipating whatever...

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REVIVAL - A Dedication

Filled to the brink, ink in the barrel of my pen
Yet hesitant to flow as poem for days more than ten

Writer’s block or lethargy, I am unsure what and when
Like a cocoon reeled all around, my words trapped in den

No muse, no...

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As I held your
Limp lifeless form
The blank stare from 
Your once all seeing eyes
I felt the warmth leave
And a bitter cold
Creep over your shell
Of a figure your moans
Seemingly the only sign
Of life stabbing my heart
I am not God! But my poor
Soul whom I love so...

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On an early morning walk along the shore
I pondered thoughts about the ocean floor
What treasures are buried beneath its sands
Amid corals, anemones, orange sea fans
I wanted a key to unlock the seabed's door 

On the crest of a wave, what had been carried
bobbled and lobbed,...

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I see her in the wispy figures of the dawn's mist
   out over the lake, ferried away on gentle breezes
      evaporating into the unknown...

I smell her in the husky aroma of a morning's
   rich cup of...

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In the cool of an autumn morning
my father and his friend, 
Jimmy Kerin, would go
mushroom picking in paddocks 
way out past the last suburban fence.
I would tag along not to pick
but feel the freedom of open land
stretching as far as the eye could see
and for...

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Old ships come to die
on a silent beach;
once they ferried freight.
Side by side, they lie
broken hulls; now each
bide their rusty fate.



Image #1...

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I believed that I was rural … that I lived in country style,
where the city was close handy … that big distance was a mile.
Trains and buses ferried daily; a freeway ran close by …
comforts of the modern world easily reached with hand or eye.

All...

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Under dark protection of the night the gruesome two-some take to flight,

To exhume the grave of the recent buried, in a wheel barrow the bodies ferried,

Body snatchers creep at night, the open coffin brings delight,

Strip bare the corpse of wealth adorned, delivering the body before...

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enjoy the reed
now displayed as a satisfactory deed.
*          *          *          *       ...

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Fishers fish and merchants drift
But pirates lurk and seek to sift
They show their wealth with coins they spit   
While honest men give honest gifts 

A fletcher rises with the day 
His arrows up and sailed away 
The hunters come, and simply say 
There's...

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