Sunday, 12 February 2017

Song Of Life...



When

The ground

No longer dances

To the rhythm

Of our tread

When

Our song of life

No longer

Fills the air

When

By man's hand

We are pushed

Into extinction

Will

The absence

Of our music

Bring despair.




Poem only © Copyright Lynn Gerrard

Saturday, 11 February 2017

Everything...



You

Who have

Everything

Would give me

Little

Yet I

Who have little

Would give you

Everything



Poem only © Copyright Lynn Gerrard