Poems

Ode To A Young Man Can it be true that thou art dead In the hour of thy youth, in the day of thy strength? Must […]

Rainbow God built a bridge Across the sky From ridge to ridge, And arched it high; And made it bright Against the storm, And wrought with […]

The Home-coming There is peace in this house, He is come again; He is here, he is close, He, for whom they were fain; There is […]

Back in Billets We’re in billets again, and to-night, if you please, I shall strap myself up in a Wolsey valise. What’s that, boy? Your boots […]

Domum (OMNIBUS WICCAMICIS) The green and grey and purple day is barred with clouds of dun, From Ypres city smouldering before the setting sun; Another hour […]

The Field of Honour Mud-stained and rain-sodden, a sport for flies and lice, Out of this vilest life into vile death he goes; His grave will […]

The Willow-tree Bough My heart’s at the war with a good-natured rifleman Where he stands firing his foemen to slay; While he was home with us, […]

After Prayers, Lie Cold Arise my body, my small body, we have striven Enough, and He is merciful; we are forgiven. Arise small body, puppet-like and […]

An Expostulation Against too many writers of science fiction Why did you lure us on like this, Light-year on light-year, through the abyss, Building (as though […]

As the Ruin Falls All this is flashy rhetoric about loving you. I never had a selfless thought since I was born. I am mercenary and […]