I will never be angry with you, but

 I will never be angry with you, but

You can never place religion before love

Because love is true religion,

And talking heads who smugly overstate

Views different from this

Are wildly off the mark.

We listened to them too avidly in the past,

Accepted their logic, and went our

                                 separate ways.

But now it is time to bid bygones goodbye,

Kiss and make up across the great divide

So that you can be truly you

And I can be truly I.

Trevor John Karsavin Potter, 

June 29th. 2023.

Trevor J Potter's Art: The Gardener. (Newly Revised).

Trevor J Potter's Art: The Gardener. (Newly Revised).: Blue Hyacinth for Mr. Thompson, Dying last night while the north wind                                                 swirled             in...

Six New Pictures.

 

Trevor J Potter's Art: Impressions on a Winters Night. (Completed Poem).

Trevor J Potter's Art: Impressions on a Winters Night. (Completed Poem).: Christmas there is time for Classic films -  Conjuring the past - reading Fairy Tales. Sat and watched The Silence   As though it were tr...

 

The Gardener. (Newly Completed Poem).

Blue Hyacinth for Mr. Thompson,

Dying last night while the north wind

                                                swirled

            in shrieking fits

That shattered the lattice porch

          beneath his window. 

A pompous man who, as Advent neared,

Sprinkled wine and words over seed trays

                 to invoke his dream of April.

And then, on Christmas Eve,

His chubby fingers working overtime,

Stuffed spring bulbs into treacle tins

To give to friend and neighbour.

Springtime was always on his mind

However bleak the winter;

And tinsel hung on plastic trees

Simply not his style.

Blue Hyacinth for Mr. Thompson.

Trevor John Karsavin Potter,

February 4th. 1963 - June 18th. - 29th. 2023.

Three Pictures.