Fly On The Window
April 13, 2010 by A.R (David) Lewis
Filed under Poetry
The fly on the window Buzzed, bumped and crawled Is it on the outside Trying to get in? Is it on the inside Trying to get out? I picked up my hammer, Gave it a thump. It buzzed in through the hole, Now I know,it was outside, I could have sworn it was inside.
First Kiss By The River
April 13, 2010 by A.R (David) Lewis
Filed under Poetry
The river in shallows, murmured and chattered. In deep pools, sighing, swishing and swirling. The sun blazing down on great patches of gold, The Gorse bushes popping, their seed pods exploding; While the Broom gently swayed, wafting its perfume On the delicate touch of the breeze from the river. Nature itself could not have been […]
Final Redundancy
April 13, 2010 by A.R (David) Lewis
Filed under Poetry
Politicians hands outstretched, smiling Cheshire cat Grins, Unctionally. Spin Doctors gyrate their well rehearsed spins. Superiatively. Both now grinning wider, and spinning faster. Supersonically. Then merging together, before disappearing. Orifice-ally.
Empathy
April 13, 2010 by A.R (David) Lewis
Filed under Poetry
The pictures on the telly, flicker and show The discusting scenes of another war. People laying dead, houses on fire, Weeping children, Old Ladies praying. The reporter trying to find words to describe, The horror he sees, and has seen before. The elderly man watching has seen it all, His eyes follow the images, his […]
Dunkirk Disaster
April 13, 2010 by A.R (David) Lewis
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Beat the drum louder, pipe the pipes faster. That is the way to drown out disaster. The soldiers all huddled on sand dunes. They had been fighting for days, without sleep. They marched and they fought, in retreat and advance, To end up on a beach, and wait for a boat. Shot up, bombed, and […]
Double Cinquains
April 13, 2010 by A.R (David) Lewis
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The Swift. Swifts, always comes In Spring, from sunny Africa to breed Again in Europe, last migrant to arrive, first to leave. Lives, sleeps, eats, loves on the wing, mates for life. The Swift- True Bird. Robin Redbreast. Man’s friend, symbol of Christmas cheer. Adored by all who see him, and hear his singing. Will […]
Dinner Time
April 13, 2010 by A.R (David) Lewis
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Fish, Rainbow Trout, Lazily eats dinner, Clear flowing stream, offers menue, Dinner for this King, sought by man Creeping slowly,bent double, taking care not to cast a shadow, Casts his fly covered hook,greedy trout pounces, trapped becomes the hunters dinner.
Dead – Not Dishonoured
April 13, 2010 by A.R (David) Lewis
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At four in the morning, the shelling restarted. Their shrieking and screaming, the only sound heard. Stand to at five, advance at five thirty. Knee deep in mud the soldiers waited, To hear the whistle, the command to advance. The young lad waited, head bowed, trembling. Praying “Please lets go – get out of this […]
Dawn Encounter
April 13, 2010 by A.R (David) Lewis
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One hour before light in the Soldier’s dawn, Minute sounds slip by unheard, Inthe cold stillness of frost. A rodent rustles as he hurries home. A bush stirs in a whisper of wind. The Soldier sits tight,awaiting the light. Then he sees the Cavalry lined up in front. The first sun streaks on their uniform […]
Cockfighters
April 13, 2010 by A.R (David) Lewis
Filed under Poetry
The cockerel stood straight and tall, Like a medieval knight, Awaiting the signal to start the fight, And hear the loud demented yell. Ringed by faces distorted by lust, All whistling ,screaming, placing bets. The blood of his predecessor splashed on their vests, But most of it congealing there in the dust. His beautiful multi […]