Charlotte Peters Rock
Poet who writes both poetry and songs about world history and what happened today. She has travelled extensively and was twice invited to Saratov University on the Volga in Russian Federation. The second time, to the Saratov University Conference of the National Association of teachers of English from across the Russian Federation more »
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Charlotte Peters Rock Poems
In the only way he knows a leather Baker Boy clapped tight across his vulnerable head a beard to prove perhaps
Care For The Elderly - A Conference
They gather in the Greeting Place A smaller flock than once expected Still elated - out from work and office
Lugh Raven and spear and the longhanded Lugh like Odin equipped into fear
Don't give methat stuff about Global War...
Don't give me that stuff about Global Warming If harnessing protons and neutrons is easy Let's harness the warming to heat up our house To put in a runabout - use in a lorry
The Place Outside
Its always there The place outside The garden or The wilderness
His first murmur ringing on The ear of life’s beginning Communication tongue Waving into bells of air
Bamboos shiver in silent falling ice Inconsequential Frivolous as dragonflies or Birds of Paradise
Fearful in the living room she found a desperate way to slow the bedtime ritual
Three yards up the road
When your great-great-Grandmother sold across the brush of cotton was singing songs of Africa and working under lash and lock
Pot of gold
They razed their houses killed their gracious men - and women wept and children died in carnage
she wasn't Temper - violent Children - various Colour - brown
I never meant to make him go
He loved them most those people arguing at night He heard them fight and - frightened - cried
Down amongst the terraced houses sturdy Mrs Batchelor.. No..sturdy isn't quite the word to choose Sturdier than slimmer maybe
Exchange and mart
His high profile made The Qualities. On one arm a graceful woman Tucked in close another photograph woman doppleganger - and his first
Comments about Charlotte Peters Rock
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
In the only way he knows
a leather Baker Boy clapped tight
across his vulnerable head
a beard to prove perhaps
he can grow hair
Oh that's unfair!
Perhaps his beard is part of life
As a painter surely he would need a beard
in case the brushes need some help?
Or to keep him warm
inside his starving garret?
Or - in lieu of sheep - to use
to knit a jumper?
Was it a sheep that laid its life down
to produce the Baker Boy?
Was it knitting up its wool
to make his jumper
as it `went'
bleating 'Tis a far far better...