David Keig (1951 / UK)
Biography of David Keig
I used to write poetry at school back in the 60s and them somehow lost the habit.
Only this year did i begin to write again.
Some poems are in what I call my 'country and western style', some are somewhat morose and others wistful or playful or funny..
Whatever, I get a lot out of writing them.
I rate other poems I read. Plese rate mine. Feedback of any form is invaluable.
- A Bitter Harvest
- A Bloody Stain
- A Broken Heart
- A Christmas Tree! A Christmas Tree!
- A Christmas Wish
- A Christmas Without God
- A Fuller Figured Woman
- A Little Devil
- A Lover From The Past
- A Past Love
- A Quiet Night With The Boys
- A Road Well Travelled
- A Shrine To Elvis
- A Singular Man
In This Information Age
In this information age with data everywhere
And mobile phones and wireless sending signals through the air
Its so easy to believe that what we know is what's retrieved
From endless browsing searches and data base machines
Yet there seems just one thing missing - as with facts we're overwhelmed
Its that things have far more meaning when we find them for ourselves
We rely on received wisdom - become experts over night
And take things at face value - rarely checking if they're right