MS (8.4.1929 / Marton, Lancashire)

! A Wish

I'd like to write - like grown-up poets do:
with similes that span the universe,
that sparkle, crackle, dazzle, woo the mind;
and touch the heart with tender, swoony verse...

I'd like to write - like grown-up poets do:
in literature that's all the better for
those soaring, parabolic parables
and paradigms, and rhymes, and metaphor...

I'd like to write - like no-one else has done:
forget the rules and precedents; let fly
to heights undreamt of yet, new mindscape won..

And yet, perhaps, the world's served better by

small lamps of words amidst the cold night winds
of chance and change; cupped in a poet's hands.

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Comments (15)

This is a well written unique poem on love! I will continue reading your good work.
POET! ! ! ! ! ! Always connect with your inner child-that's where the spirit comes from-I'm sure I studied this poem when I was in high school.A ten from me.
Your wish has come true for you already write as grown-up poets do, cascading, as you do, lots of small lamps, and in cupped hands too. Bless you. Fay
Speaking of hands. I'll hand it to you. Another great poem lighting up my day.
Serving the world with some truth, however small it may be...... That sounds like a mighty wish to me....... Thanks for the poem.
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