Graham Fowell Poems

From bio-soup to Dinosaur
And then Hadron Collider,
The quest for information
Has spiralled ever wider.
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Whosofar would see it thus
Only us…only us…..
Half the world is starving
And half is overeating
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I turned over a mossy rock in the garden,
A world within a world saw I there.
Extended families huddled
Clinging in the cool dark.
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Looking for fulfilment
Is like trying to catch a shaft of light
From a curtained room
In the palm of ones hand.
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I am haunted by the ghost of a fish…
A little fella who shared a tank in a pub
With oddly matched tank mates,
Who were all bigger and more important than he was.
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My arm keeps bringing me lager
And much more than I really need;
When I just wanted to sit there
To contemplate life or to read.
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The world is full of people
All different in their way
Some like racing pigeons
Some blow them away.
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The eyes of the universe are with us,
Seeing what it is to be alive,
The elemental building blocks allow us,
To be a part of the great cosmic archive.
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Long, long ago, when the earth was quite new
Before reptiles or mammals or me and you,
The world was the garden and home of the ants,
The good earth sustained them with water and plants.
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A zillion bits of DNA
Copied without glitch,
Would not produce diversity
Or evolution, which…
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