by Colin Ian Jeffery
She who gave life purpose
Took my heart by storm
Made my Muse sing loud
Bathed my soul with love.
She gives each day meaning
Enhancing every minute
Banishing the darkness
Giving light showing me the way.
Cries
We hear cries of children
Yet to be born
Descendants of our families
Calling out against global warming
Out of control and still rising.
Demanding why we failed them
Did not elect leaders of action
But politicians windy with words
Refusing to make hard decisions
That would have saved the world.
Footsteps
Echoes of retreating footsteps
Stark and forbidding
Drum down my salt-rubbed wounded days.
I betrayed with a lie
Making love a pauper
Breaking asunder sublime heart once mine.
Colin Ian Jeffery is a modernist poet, a movement with development of imagism stressing clarity, precision in the economy of language. He has a strong reaction against war, oppression of the truth – while unlike other poets in the modernist movement like Dylan Thomas and Ezra Pound he has a profound faith in God.
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