Sunday, 9 October 2022
Trevor J Potter's Art: A Note for my Diary. (Newly Revised).
Trevor J Potter's Art: A Note for my Diary. (Newly Revised).: A book of Chinese poems on my lap I sit in the church waiting for the clock to strike. Today is a day for reading. Yesterday, a day for...
Trevor J Potter's Art: The Discarded Photograph.(Completed Poem).
Trevor J Potter's Art: The Discarded Photograph.(Completed Poem).: When, by chance, I picked up the photograph, I thought I had picked up a portrait of you Laughing by the seaside, but private, as you ...
Saturday, 8 October 2022
Thursday, 6 October 2022
Trevor J Potter's Art: First Hint of Autumn, Spring Recalled. (Completed ...
Trevor J Potter's Art: First Hint of Autumn, Spring Recalled. (Completed ...: Autumn. Old folk remember their schooldays, Chasing a ball in the street, Kicking their shoes through the leaves. Like bulbs pressed down in...
Saturday, 1 October 2022
Tuesday, 27 September 2022
Trevor J Potter's Art: First Hint of Autumn.(New Revision).
Trevor J Potter's Art: First Hint of Autumn.(New Revision).: Autumn. Old folk remember their schooldays, Chasing a ball in the street, Kicking their shoes through the leaves. Like bulbs pressed down in...
Monday, 26 September 2022
First Hint of Autumn, Spring Recalled. (Completed Poem).
Autumn.
Old folk remember their schooldays,
Chasing a ball in the street,
Kicking their shoes through the leaves.
Like bulbs pressed down into leaf mould
It was time to mature and flourish,
A chill sun burnishing cheek bones,
A cold wind blurring the view.
Cool but savvy, Spring sloped in when the light changed,
Bringing warmth to our streets, now swept clean,
Not by brooms, but by snow-melt and showers
Transforming pavements into streams,
Sometimes as deep as our ankles;
Sometimes barely damping our heels.
Autumn.
Old folk remember their schooldays
With a symbolic shrug of the shoulders;
Sometimes with nostalgic lies. -
Next February Snowdrops will tear through the frost lace,
But before then a whole world dies.
Trevor John Karsavin Potter.
September 26th.- 27th. - 28th. 2022.
October 6th. 2022.
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