Long Stone deaf Poems

THE LONGEST DAWN PART 3 H.C.SONNETS

There is nothing, everything, pain and joy
We can’t go back, struggle on for their sakes 
A blank sheet to fill, take heed of the ploy
Think twice move once keep an...

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Great Britain !

What is actually Great about Britain ?

Is it our overriding sense of Virtue ?

How we feel it is our God given right to criticize ?

Or present our way of life and values to...

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Free them O' God!
For, the wind is spewed with ashes of hatred,
The bilboes that wait to bangle the innocents,
Hauling them down the barbed streets,
And caging them up, to blaze in iron aviaries.

Free them, O' God!
For...

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I have reached the ripe old age of 85,
Why am I on Earth, still alive
When most of my friends are dead
Or laying Ga Ga in aged care beds.
Why was this Old Duck,
Given the luck,
To survive
When...

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SLEEP WITH THIS SKY 

I want to make love to you underneath Aurora's dance, 
beneath the vail of pink and green that flutters, not by chance. 
I want to trace your supple lips while clouds...

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It's the 3rd of the month
An excellently important day
5 decades or so ago,
My parents made a little 'roll in the hay'

Tonight, I'm spoiling myself
Going out for dinner el solo
Down to my favourite local Bistro
For Salmon...

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Conversationless

I’m not a hermit, a recluse
or otherwise estranged anti-social degenerate. 
My IQ, is nothing to brag of, though a little high.
I’m polite, pleasant and usually display good manners. 
But my conversationese is less than what...

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Imprisoned in the four walls of Rejection’s cell
The world stone deaf to the screams coming from this hell

I throw myself at the padded walls, frenzied…appalled
Self-loathing spews into my mouth leaving me galled

You see the face,...

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I have become a moaner,
Huffing, puffing, growling, groaner
I find it hard to bend and stretch
My dog is too old to 'Go fetch'
'You fetch yourself.' my old pooch said.
As he snuggled up in his doggy bed.
I...

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A thousand birds in the green could be soon gone,
if man does not stop cutting down their tree nests;
the streams and lakes ruined the fish woebegone.

To developers the animals are pests,
what can we do...

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complete silence as the orchestra had finished the symphony

and final applause and salutes had brought down the curtain

but the director still staged tunes in the theatre of her mind

the cembalo envied the drums and the...

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Three misfits sought mischief along serenity shore
when a boatman slashed through the bluing mist
with driftwood oars honed by a river called Styx.

They were wild and naive and looked quite aghast
for boatmen usually gather the worn...

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My Happiness is bringing closer
At its own leisurely rhythm and pace.
I’m waiting for the lucky hour
Here – in the dark, ordinary place.

Sometimes it deviates from the way,
Sometimes it seems stone-deaf or blind.
I lose it when...

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I am counting the days to freedom
To dolls house and hide and seek
To our voices crashing like a cataract
Against stone deaf
Shadows hanging over our love
Like a rock.
I am counting the days to freedom
Our long procession...

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Arms are still now,
unmoved by silence;
Breath caught--
in an endless tremble.

The blue of eyes
casting shadows--
upon reels of images,
slowly rewinding;

But 'tis my ears--
that suffer so,
deprived of the melody of you;

Of the warmth,
radiating from falling notes--
that once caressed...

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Listen, so you hear
the whisper of the peer

Listen, so you hear
me telling of my fears

Listen, do you hear
the cry of a bawling child

Listen, do you hear
the caresses of the stripling

Can you hear?
Are we truly deaf?

perhaps...

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We grew our hair down to our shoulders
    Hirsute we were, moustaches and beards
  Turned up our noses at those who were older
    'Cos we were so hip,...

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