Gillian Commerford


Gillian Commerford Poems

1. Poems 10/9/2012
2. Fading Colours 10/9/2012
3. The Long Argument 10/14/2012
4. Growing 10/29/2012
5. Follower 10/29/2012
6. Careless 11/4/2012
7. Rachel 11/4/2012
8. Werewolf 11/4/2012
9. Words 11/4/2012
10. Our Lives 9/16/2012
11. God The Mother 9/17/2012
12. For Julian Aged Twenty Months 9/29/2012
13. A Short Report 11/15/2012
14. The Last Raven 11/17/2012
15. No Good Days 11/17/2012
16. Auschwitz 11/17/2012
17. Bridegroom 11/17/2012
18. I Call You Friend 12/5/2012
19. Jesus Wept 12/5/2012
20. God Help The Children 12/5/2012
21. Children On The Moon 12/23/2012
22. My Heart Delights 12/23/2012
23. My Soul 12/23/2012
24. The Polar Bear And Me 12/23/2012
25. Thinking Of Polar Bears 12/31/2012
26. A Kind Of Success 12/31/2012
27. Acceptance 12/31/2012
28. Nothing Happening 12/31/2012
29. Reflection 1/2/2013
30. The World Won'T Notice 1/2/2013
31. Beware 1/4/2013
32. Joy 2/4/2013
33. I Met An Angel 2/4/2013
34. David 2/9/2013
35. What Is Of Value 2/9/2013
36. We Have Words 2/26/2013
37. Because God 3/9/2013
38. If Joy 3/9/2013
39. Gardens On The Moon 3/9/2013
40. Departure 3/9/2013
Best Poem of Gillian Commerford

Don'T Be A Poet

I told my mother:
'I want to be a poet'.
She said: 'There's no money in it'.
I never was much interested
in making money.
Impractically
I knew the need to feed my soul.
I knew that money could keep me fed and clothed
but poetry would make me whole.

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Our Lives

Our lives stutter
beneath the stammering of tongues
the hammering
of blood and bone and muscle
and we burden ourselves
with things
that in the end
don't really matter

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