Archive for the ‘poetry’ Category

If I Was A Renaissance Poet ..

February 15, 2007

I would walk the streets and sing lullabies

I would speak to trees and ask them what they see

I would dance and trip and stumble around

I would smile at the sun and the stars

I would pray like a monk and give thanks

I would strum the lute and be merry

I would drink beer and ale and mead all day

I would watch castles being built

I would smell the fire of a honey-basted chicken

I would crawl along the turrets and spy the enemy

I would wave to the clouds on a summer’s day


My Favourite Composer: Bach

January 28, 2007

Bach is my favourite composer
And there is no-one other
Cantatas, concertos, suites and more,
Heavenly treasures become sweet lore.

Bach wrote his summata, his art
A work we call the Well Tempered
C major begins the cycle anew
H moll is where the doors clang true

Bach is good for breakfast
As well as lunch and tea
Chew well, listen hard, and to you
He will show the Musical Clue.

If Milton had a Blog – part 2

January 16, 2007

this is taken from the end of Paradise Lost, from book 12 –

New Heavens, new Earth, ages of endless date,
Founded in righteousness, and peace, and love;
To bring forth fruits, joy and eternal bliss.
He ended; and thus Adam last replied.
How soon hath thy prediction, Seer blest,
Measured this transient world, the race of time,
Till time stand fixed! Beyond is all abyss,
Eternity, whose end no eye can reach.

This may be a vision of heaven, but it can also serve as a signpost for a secular world. Who doesn’t want to live in a world of peace, and love, and joy and eternal bliss?

Delusions? Maybe. If you expect it to be given to you when you ask. Here I differ from the Christ on the Cross story. You can’t expect someone else to “save” you. That’s just childish. Personal responsibility, patience, collective action; this is what makes things happen and changes the world for the better.

But what a luscious last line!

“Eternity, whose end no eye can reach”

There is something of the zen koan about this. It is deep, and powerful.