The sun was shining as I drove into the village. Several people on the kerb stared at
The polar ice caps Like elders Our parents Watching over us Balancing us
Oh, great St Pancras Station That once was full of steam You’re now full with diesel fumes That reach up to your beams. We stayed at your hotel
When the image of my face Is reflected in my pond, I wonder if the moon and sun Will acknowledge me, forever on, As being a part of nature,
'The clocks might stop For you and me, Time is of the essence, Can’t you see?' 'What’s the hurry,
Years later he played a game with… A subtle, deadly game of revenge. But either way, I was not to blam… For what happened to his 'Angel’, His beautiful long-haired daughter…
When you get to grips With brick or stone, with tools, Drilling holes, or re-shaping thin… To fix a light outside, perhaps, Or laying paving slabs
There’s a gentle lapping on the sh… A sunny day, we hope for more. The sea is saying come on in, Yet much too cold to take a swim. Sailing boats are out in force
The goose, head held high, squawki… Chased the peacock across the lane In front of our car. We stopped… The peacock with long tail feather… To the top of an old stone farm wa…
Oh the ups and downs of it, The swerves and speed of it, Like a boat on the sea That once covered this land, The little country bus
Lying in bed In the dawn light Covered in gold Imagined effigies Of ourselves to come
Oh, that I should reach Such depths in words as Pablo Cas… In the musical notes of Bach’s ce… Digging up human emotions, Layer after layer,
Be with me, Be with me tonight, Be with me, And hold me tight. Stay with me,
Late stars, in dark blue, Not unlike the dew, In constellations, In such show, Place me in England:
One day I shall see them Sitting round the table, the shrub… Like our children used to do, So lovingly brought up, Nurtured over many years,