Gore warned the U.S. is under siege—and every former leader should speak out like he did.
Gore warned the U.S. is under siege—and every former leader should speak out like he did.
A robin stands
Like a colour sergeant Major,
All frontage,
In the dash and dance
Of a laurel bush.
It outstares me,
As a child might
When refusing
to go to bed.
© Bernard Pearson
A robin stands
Like a colour sergeant Major,
All frontage,
In the dash and dance
Of a laurel bush.
It outstares me,
As a child might
When refusing
to go to bed.
© Bernard Pearson
It is the joy of a rose
That each bloom lives
An eternity in one second.
A single petal to the eye immortal.
What love is to the soul.
The balm that heals.
Our existence.
Bernard Pearson
It is the joy of a rose
That each bloom lives
An eternity in one second.
A single petal to the eye immortal.
What love is to the soul.
The balm that heals.
Our existence.
Bernard Pearson
I'd like to be a
Terracotta, master- baker
Lemon-breathed, thief-taker,
Magnolia - lined, life- long, quaker
Mild and bitter undertaker.
© Bernard Pearson
I'd like to be a
Terracotta, master- baker
Lemon-breathed, thief-taker,
Magnolia - lined, life- long, quaker
Mild and bitter undertaker.
© Bernard Pearson
Nos da all
Nos da all
I watched the last light
From the candle,
Flicker with the memories
We shared from that
Shallow Quaich of life.
Then you were gone,
Now the withering
Wind stilled me,
Stranded by your loss.
© Bernard Pearson
I watched the last light
From the candle,
Flicker with the memories
We shared from that
Shallow Quaich of life.
Then you were gone,
Now the withering
Wind stilled me,
Stranded by your loss.
© Bernard Pearson
Gentle Jesus
meek and mild
I bet 'Christianity'
Drives you wild.
Bernard Pearson
Gentle Jesus
meek and mild
I bet 'Christianity'
Drives you wild.
Bernard Pearson
Sat here with ‘Dick and Mary’,
below trees in their blossom hats,
watching stalking horse birds
protecting their young.
I wonder if they ever kissed
on a bench, like this one,
bought in their honour
in a park they never knew.
© Bernard Pearson
Sat here with ‘Dick and Mary’,
below trees in their blossom hats,
watching stalking horse birds
protecting their young.
I wonder if they ever kissed
on a bench, like this one,
bought in their honour
in a park they never knew.
© Bernard Pearson
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