Trevor J Potter's Art: Alexandra`s Grave.(Revised and Completed).

Trevor J Potter's Art: Alexandra`s Grave.(Revised and Completed).: No I do not want to visit my close friend`s grave I want her here beside me Dancing down the London streets Arm in arm Laughing like a wild ...

Trevor J Potter's Art: New Poem and 4 New Pictures, an Old Mans View of ...

Trevor J Potter's Art: New Poem and 4 New Pictures, an Old Mans View of ...: A change in the light  Subdues the horizon to an indistinct blur, All our yesterdays - a hazy illusion - Wood smoke rising from distant bonf...

Trevor J Potter's Art: New Poem and 4 New Pictures, an Old Mans View of ...

Trevor J Potter's Art: New Poem and 4 New Pictures, an Old Mans View of ...: A change in the light  Subdues the horizon to an indistinct blur, All our yesterdays - a hazy illusion - Wood smoke rising from distant bonf...

An Old Man in October (Poem with 4 Pictures),

A change in the light 

Subdues the horizon to an indistinct blur,

All our yesterdays - a hazy illusion -

Wood smoke rising from distant bonfires.

All our tomorrows - mulch underfoot,

Last summer`s leaves falling and burning

As the light diminishes

And fierce hope is chilled.

I open my sketch book, applying colours at random.

Now I am old disorder is all I can see.

Trevor John Karsavin Potter, 

10th. - 11th. October 2023.

 

Alexandra`s Grave.(Revised with New ending).

No

I do not want to visit my close friend`s grave

I want her here beside me

Dancing down the London streets

Arm in arm

Laughing like a wild child

And singing - singing her heart out

To the traffic roaring by

No

I do not want to visit her nice suburban grave

No polished headstone

No prim border of flowers

No photograph

Can be a substitute for her smile

Her frequent bouts of whimsy

Her infrequent bouts of truth telling

I tell you straight

However tastefully the craftsman cut her stone

It is just another stone in a row,

She deserves far more kindness than this flattery.

Sweet Alexandra - with her south coast vowels,

And soul of an urchin at play.

No 

I do not want to stand a long hour at her grave

Watching the rain fall as my memories become unbearable

In the silence she loved to hate,

I simply want her back - alive and kicking.

Her grave - a plot that is empty --

Enriched with hollyhocks, buttercups and celandine.

Trevor John Karsavin Potter,

5th.- 6th. - 11th. October -11th. December 2023.

Four Mixed Media Collages.

 

Trevor J Potter's Art: The Felling of the Sycamore, Hadrian`s Wall Septem...

Trevor J Potter's Art: The Felling of the Sycamore, Hadrian`s Wall Septem...: In the cold still dark They crept out with saws, knives and axes To cut down the sacred sycamore. Even owls were silent, And foxes ran their...