You are not dead ! I have your cells And you are well Absorbed in my body. In my head From a chimeric spell. Twist of genetic fate. A mistake. Nature’s take. About which to debate. I’m One on the outside But we are Two on the inside Where we live and reside. The graft…
Poems
Early Morning Crystal River, by Roger Read
Ahead sparkling Jasper, Garnet and RubiesFlickering red and bright.Towards us come Spodumene and DiamondsDazzling and incandescent. All these gems shiningWith a speed that’s indecent.Amber and Citrine light up, implyingA turn left or right.Blue flashing Topaz and Sapphires,Sirens wailingIndicate a jewel’s failing.The red and whiteCells at the heart of the Nation.Flow to their jobs of creation.In…
Home Farm Orchard, by Roger Read
Aldwick Beauty Tasty and fruity. Sussex Forge On which to gorge. Wadhurst Pippin Just slipped in ! Crawley Reinette Delicious ! Gordon Bennet! Golden Pippin Gets me trippin’. Mareda I’m here to feed yer! Knobby Russet Love it! Golden Bounty Nature’s generosity. Egremont Russet Earthy and rustic. First And Last A mouthwatering blast. Saltcote Pippin…
I Remember, by Fliss Pople
Looking back through the years of people I have known where are they now I wonder how have their lives grown have they found wisdom and realize their dreams can I ever really know how their lives have been Maybe on another day I will understand the way their lives have altered just as they…
Tech Life
Recently, a conversation covered ground relating to science fiction, and whether artificial intelligence will ever be a reality, and if AI will have consciousness. Together with the choice of the word minutely, this formed the start of this poem. I hope you like it. Tech Life Science scrutinises minute component parts, learning wholes work through…
Seaford, by Chris Goode
It’s not a seaside town, it’s a town by the sea It’s not much to look at, a bit like you and me, It’s quirky and it’s quaint and it needs a lick of paint. It’s Peter White our famed Town Crier, Shoal Project seating and the Guy Fawkes fire, It’s shrieking gulls and the…
Crumbling Plaster, by Jayne Marshall
A babe awakes grows strong learns from all it sees and hears And as it grows and adds the years Sadly, like crumbling plaster innocence trickles out the once bright mind Held tight to love and laughter Perhaps the joys of son and daughter, Loosens its hold and Sadly, like crumbling plaster The memories trickle…
Armistice, by Mike McBride
I’m the proud heart wheeled out at remembrance. The old campaigner who knows life is tough. Until his spent lungs whisper, “Enough!” And he hears the last charge of the ambulance. I’m a boy killed when a building collapsed, Held by his mother: wracked with despair, Crouched in the gutter, stroking his hair; Beside a…
The Grandure that was Rome, by Mike McBride
THE GRANDURE THAT WAS ROME 338 BCE Lucius Timidus Pusillanimous First plebeian Censor of Rome To Brutus Menace Publius Second Temporary (Acting) Deputy Magistrate Don’t blame me for Rome’s defeat By the puny Latin League. The roads have given me sore feet And wobbly chariot fatigue. And I thoroughly object To the published inference That…
Hang on to Christmas, by Mike McBride
The jobsworths on the Council Are at their tricks again. By solving one small problem They’ve created nine or ten. They were angry at the number Of children missing school To holiday in term time At some foreign swimming pool. The summer dates are all the same And so the prices double. Plus parents say…
Quarterly Newsletter December 2018
Welcome to Seahaven Poets Newsletter for December 2018! We wish all our readers and fellow poets a Merry Christmas Season and a Happy and Fruitful New Year. 2019 will begin for us with LitFest19 in mid-February. Once more we have a wonderful line-up of authors, poets, and musicians to transport us to special places far…
Henri Gaudier-Brzeska by Paul Rafferty
Religious fervour The Madonna and his faith Sealed his final fate Mother no saviour Unintended sacrifice Lead to his falling The carved rifle butt Extinguished the wildest eye Of the great Vortex
WW1 Hai Kus by Paul Rafferty
The rise of women The worshiping of machines The falling of men Glory of duty Acts of conscientiousness Fought with white feathers Dodging the bullets Draughting the propaganda Burning the letters The war to end all Jump stars business acumen Spurring newer trends Peace keeping, Conflict Insurgencies, Police action Insurrection
Armistice Day 11.11.1992 by Roger Read
The telephone rings and I answer. Impending sense of tension, nervousness and saddness all day. Waiting for the whistle. Premonition comes true. There, that voice out of the blue ! Accusing voice. Dereliction of duty. The first barrage of shots are fired. Your guts churn. God I’m tired ! Just lay me down to die….
Child Within by Roger Read
Forgive and live with the child in you. Be gentle to that child. Understand its pain. It’s rejection, abandonment and shame. You are not to blame. Know it comes from a different time and place. Put it in a box, marked ‘the past’. It wasn’t given a loving face. Nor growth and space. Love the…
