Home Eve Poems

A warped board on a bench seat
causing discomfort 
to an old bum, an aching foot,
a touch of pity all came to keep me
self-sealed inside a...

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Winter approaches with a soft, light step
A simple breezy chill swallowing your mind
With eyelashes frosty and limbs bundled up
A home with flames dancing in the...

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The gifts are wrapped and ‘neath the tree
in brightly colored bags and bows.
I now sit back, my mind set free
to contemplate these thoughts I chose
and...

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‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even my spouse.
My wife and son lay silent, all tucked...

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Christmas Rush

I was in a busy street and walked into a bookshop to buy a book for my sister as a gift
Back then when a...

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In Ongata Rongai's club, a memory song weaves,
A tale of Newton Karish and daring thieves,
Late '90s, New Year's Eve, a lively show,
A sold-out crowd, in...

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I am certain that I am unwell.
A swelling golf ball
Lodged deep beneath my skin
Makes sure of that. 

The floors of Ward 6
Are mirror-clean and sterile,
A...

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At day's end, I take in the last light
seeping into the dark waters
across the bay and keep it here.
I gather the sound of departing gulls
smudged...

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Nothing seems real.
The cold evening wind
stinging the eyes and through
a watery squint, a blurred parade
of lights bounce and fracture 
on wet streets sending splinters
into glazed...

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O beauteous eve in hamlet's meads! 
Thy magic lores all us enthrall
You are the breath of forest weeds
You are the angels airy call

I see the...

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The family here and reminiscing.
Hats, horns, ready for midnight kissing.
But no, not this year, not meant to be.
As sudden high winds  tore through our...

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Santa’s sleighing high,
Among the starlit sky,
Mounds and mounds of toys,
For all the girls and boys.
Rudolph leads the trip,
Knows every curve and dip,
Santa turns on his...

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"Twas the night before Christmas".
House is crowded, noisy, and warm. No wise
Men from the east; but our children and their
Children are gathered for gifts and...

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I can see the tops
of almond trees tinged
by a setting sun,
a vast column 
of starlings overhead
and hear their whirring wings
as they head home
to roost. Feel
the...

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How come you hold the key 
To the Adam's Apple and Gravity

You allure me in like a meteor in space
And scrumptious is thy Apple's taste

Just...

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