Long Sedge Poems

Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
And sadly...i start to drive.
Through the unremarkable village with its tall 
Georgian Bay window panes, lightless,
devoid of visages; outwardly staring back at my 
Abject countenance with detached contempt and...

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The monumental bane of OCD - obsessive compulsive disorder

As origin of Homo Sapien species surged ahead,
harboring nascent predominance
asper said primate reproductively bred,
(albeit via incremental fits and starts)
evolutionary forebears didst dread
Tom Tom Club former members
an American...

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There is a water glint,
just shining through the copse beyond.
Autumn's sinking sun, 
barred by spindle trees and the last 
of summer's brindled reeds 
and sedge and rush that fringe this stilling pond.
.
 
Damp leaves hide...

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In moonlit night , in silver shine
From heavens I in this world peep
In my soul silver intervine
With body on the earth it leap
No chart in hands, no light Divine
That showed me way in shadows deep
For...

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There’s an old river course with beginning and end,
now the river runs straight without this river bend,
where the water is still and the reeds do grow strong.
New life has taken over in a billabong.

The mat...

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The universal worm has got some competition now,
since ‘Sandy’ took me out to Bateson’s dam.
This don’t include the ‘whitchys’ we get in a broken bough,
nor ‘scrubbies’ on the hooks we have to cram
to hide the...

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A warm sultry summers night, a silver crystal formed in
the corner of an eye. Trickled and rolled a gentle cheek,
fell to earth where all was dry. Whence it touched the 
ground did speak, an Orchid...

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Coiled up for winter slumber it had rested the budding pledge

Soil still moist the promise is waiting for blossoms and sedge

To give host to migrating birds returning from busy regeneration

A miracle planted by knowing creation...

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A round bright moon glowed low in the night sky throwing silver pennies onto rippling water,
A nightingale sang a beautiful haunting tune accompanied by a sedge warbler a nighttime bird,
I listened to a song thrush...

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O thou , the sacred hymns of leaves! 
Who play their  silent tunes on earth°
Those deepest wounds that time can't heal
They may be healed by thy grey breathe
O Thou the charmer! I Thee saith...

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O ancient forlorn lonesome heath! 
O thou that saddest jewel sells! 
O Hardy's favorite rustic god ! 
In heart of world Thy phantom dwells

I can see in thine ancient heart
Where Tess her Sorrow for thee...

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"That which is born of the flesh is flesh, and 
that which is born of the Spirit is spirit."
– John 3:6 (KJV)

I.

In the thin early April mist, she went
   Planting the seeds of...

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Daybreak 2
                 Frank Halliwell
At first light every morning 
And before  dusk  every night,
All looking for a handout,
And...

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I woke up Saturday joyful at my body's triumph
over virus, breathing again without pain and enjoying
winter and the cold that keeps us sane and sober.
But by Sunday my mortality had returned.

If I pass away now,...

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Written for the Avebury Gorsedd, 24th September 2016  
I wish you well...

I’m here, again…
Come riding in, upon the western wave
My hair all wove with golden leaves, my breast
As pale as moonlight on a hidden...

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Love is not enough sometimes;
like melting wax on a candle as it burns
and vanishes into a kiss.

You pour every ounce of love hoping
that what you offer will come back to you.
Those that love too much,...

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MUSICAL   TEA   WITH   A   VIEW

My first and principal comfort  is tea  
Which may be prepared in a weakened form 
And must  be hot or...

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My descent was gradual, sedge meadows with wondrous pink orchid variations visited by never identified damselflies, my head starting to swim; erasing time, giving way to a dark canopied wetland of black spruce, difficult to...

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While strolling on this summer morn so fair
      with warming sun rays soft upon my cheeks
   and gentle breezes blowing through my hair,				     ...

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Fields of France are filled with blood-red poppies
Where also bloom the lily-white crosses:
Each buried youth a seed, now bursting forth 
Into a stark white cruciform flower:
Row upon row, rank after serried rank,
A spiky grid overlying...

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As if suddenly mountains are unwinding sideways - 
Solution, supply-well - all reasons you put aside
And appeared to be greater than truth and resided -
Necessary as if you're mine forever, always.

A region with no more...

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Sometimes love is not enough, 
Like melting wax on a candle
As it's burns, vanishes into a kiss. 
You pour every ounce of love
Hoping that what you give
Will come back to you. 
Those that love too...

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HUMAN NATURE CONTEST

NATURE AND HUMANITY

There is no beauty like the waterfall
Gushing from the high rock face
Showering its crystal gems in spangles
That the girls would see as your eyes call
To the green lush growth as it...

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As the morning breaks, in a summer day
a bare foot boy, in blue denim overalls, 
red and white striped tee-shirt, and straw hat, 
rolls up his pantlegs up to his knees, and stands 
on the...

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I sit at the end of the wooden pier near the river's edge,

my feet splashing the blue mirrored hedge

watching the swirls on the depthless water.

In my hand a wild spray of dandelions, tiger lilies, bearberries

and...

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