The purpose in publishing my poetry
is to encourage others you see
"If he can so can I"
so easy ...now to give it a try
Express those innate creative gifts
just a need to persist
Enter my regular contests
win a trophy & be blessed
BIO 9
The key to my poetry by choice
reciting poetry by human voice
Ear to ear a unique happening
experiential unrepeatable unfolding
Freed to be who I really am you see
thus my art folio came to be
Figuratives portraits all spontaneous
my style now extemporaneous
Creatively freed by Ephesians 2:9 & ten
the Holy Spirit guided my pen
Short verse then my first choice form
tanka,cinquain lanterne an everyday norm
Success,influence some wealth,but then,
unrest made me its pen:
Unease, unravelled thoughts in my mind,
shalom,I could not find:
I searched,re-searched,voyaged everywhere,
then trust and faith was found there:
Questions ebbed,doubts flowed 'ere I made my plea:
He heard,and now I see.
(after G Herbert style in 'Hope')
Golf a 'umbling game
It's all in the mind
just one swing away
from a problem..hiding.
Training as a Chartered articled clerk
'sandwich ' type correspondence I made my mark
Not in audit but management accounting
spending a career .. just... 'figuring'
I learn't my soccer on a neighbouring green
so the 50's attacking is my stylistic scene
Never watch the modern defensive passing back +fro
too negative,..too boring ..& much too slow
Avid cricketeer (now armchair) I am
a fast bowler once but still now a fan
'Red' ball real cricket I mean to say
not 'white ball' contrived for a day
SELFIE
I reject some (not all) things traditional
especially in art & the poetical
The aesthetics I still like to keep
the conventional usually sends me to sleep
Is this a picture
of the crumbling edge of a new day
or a snapshot of its departure?
I photograph daylight
as it leaks into the plastic hearses
of empty bottles.
Moths undaunted by a sickly sun
turn carnivorous, seeking morsels
of whiff and wisps.
The world keeps wearing its clothes
though there is less of everything,
colorless rags hang up
along thorny margins.
The earth wallows
within waveless mists and shadows.
All is gray and astray,
the way an old man’s peppery hair
is whipped by an ashen air
funneled through hollow lands.
Somewhere
beneath an unseen horizon
scarecrows croon
over sunflower bones.
Silly selfies by the pool.
Vacation memories to keep us through winter.
One Two Three... Say Fun!
Wordku: 5-7-5- words
AP: 3rd place 2025
Called by God for divine endeavour
Blest midst faith's sweet-smelling savour
Gratefully sharing Gospel* with serene fervour.
*For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ: for it is the power of God unto salvation to every one that believeth...
November 25, 2025
10th place, "1426 BIO" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 11/26/2025
By nature, calm within storm and warm in form.
A tender touch resting upon a slender retouch.
A healing heart beneath a bleating bitterness.
Humming a hymn - my bio in wild, lonesome scribbles;
but behind me dwell those who truly touch the heart.
They are the poets, not I.
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