Prose&Cons
Blog URL http://spearman.blogspot.com
Located Dorchester, Dorset United Kingdom
Tags poetry, war, love, philosophy, africa, life, cycles, politics, dreams
Poetry
Latest Blog Posts
- The Lugger Bugger on Jul 23, 2009 in Lake Rudolph Safari Kenya
Looking north from Maralal to the valley of South Horr,There's a bloody great sand lugger filled with dung and elephant spore,If you walk along the lugger when the evening shadows creep,You'll find a poor old bugger sound asleep,His left hand holds a...
- The Cock on Apr 14, 2009 in cock death life Humour philosophy
The crowing cock,Struts in blissful ignorance,Oblivious of the wok,And short-lived existance!
- Mum - My Inspiration on Jan 16, 2009 in mourning mother Poetry
A year ago the flowers lost their bloomAnd my sun went out far too soon.I tried to be strong like the trees so high,I saw you in every floating butterflySoon, I felt your spirit free in the breezeGentle, calm and quietly at peaceI felt your love keep...
- Mother on Feb 14, 2008 in mother Poetry
When we came into this World, you were there, To kiss our cheeks, hold our hands and stroke our hair. Throughout our lives you were there to pick us up when we fell, But one thing you couldn’t do, was teach us how to spell. When newly wed you left...
- Osama And The Blackbird on Jan 18, 2007 in death life blackbird Osama Poetry
Now here’s a story, I have to tell.Pray excuse me, If I do not tell it well.It was a warm spring day,Not long ago,I happened to gaze, through a window,And in the garden,A murderous scene was set,One I saw and shall not forget.I saw a blackbird trap...
- Drumbeat of Africa on Oct 14, 2006 in drumbeat Africa Kampala Poetry
Cercle Nautique BujumburapaintedbyGina ArcherPulsing through my heart is the drumbeat of Africa,It calls me back to the shores of Lake Tanganyika.My eyes yearn to see the bourganvilliia blossom and the mango tree,My senses seek the sweet fruit of the...
- Frustrations Of A Golfer on Oct 25, 2005 in Humour golf
GolferHe awakes and bleary eyed,Looks not at his wife by his side.He cares not today for morning cuddles,Only that the greens should be free of puddles.Please God, he hopes it’s not raining.All week on the carpet he’s been training,Sinking putts...
