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.