To Give the Roar.
There she lies so close to deathRest, a sane world holds its breathRealm of such historic painSadder grows if she is slainOr deprived of voice and penStilled by cowards posed…
Author: flingthe
That’s the Spirit.
Am I spiritual you ask?Now here I must take you to taskWhat mean you for heaven’s sake?I know of head and belly acheDo you infer belief in God?A proposition I…
The Common.
From high upon an armoured hill I gazed upon a busy field Where rank and title mattered nil In widespread use, the common weal. At sport or play or solo…
The Dying of Light.
Charmed by Neoplatonic talkIn search of faithless prone discourseTo meet Hypatia at the dockDrawn to the lighthouse beaming source. So gathered those who came to hearFrom Hellenism’s faded mightThe thoughts…
Is My Team Playing?
(Apologies to A.E. Housman) Is my team playing That I once used to coach? I stood proud upon the bench My word beyond reproach. Yes, the players dangle, The new…
The Missing Throne.
‘What visceral growl makes din this late hour? T’is not merely the storm, though it brews worse. Is this Cordell, first-born, flexing power? Ingratitude! Thou most vile fiend be cursed….
Reaching for You.
Walk with me my love, take my hand in yours Seek great places that long enchanted us By unknown or forgotten force made clear To those who care to see,…
Accommodation.
Twixt what we want and what we get Are schemes which leave us deep in debt And dreams we lose to compromise Convenient sales and lousy buys. Twixt what we…
The American Moses.
Is that you again Bill Bennett Born under your own star, The national moral compass And self-styled virtue tsar? Does the past still make your cases? And all things cawed…
Canada in 2010.
A lot grown too content and wayward blind Saw not the peril or chose to ignore The past – filled smartly by a fervent kind Marching in long contempt to…