Les Derbyshire Poems

More than the bubble and swirl of a stream
That finds humour in its rush
From source to the sea;
Faster than flurry of leaves
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The phone rang early this morning.
I ran to answer it,
Still wet from the shower.
As soon as I picked up, I knew;
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Distant elusive scenes
Of a past
Half veiled
Drift across my consciousness.
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The poet stumbles alone through the wilderness.
Parched earth burns his sandaled feet,
Dry seared eyes search and search…
For what, he does not know.
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This man you see before you
Lives no more.
For all that lived within me
Withered when you turned away.
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I wander in a valley full of mist today,
In cloud so low I feel its breath.
The scattered villages ghostly ride
Upon a sea of fine white silk,
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The day that we met
I knew we’d be friends;
Your playful nature
Made me warm to you.
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When shall I see again your face,
My eyes drink in your gentle beauty?
How I long to hear the sound of your voice,
Your words flowing over my soul,
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In the sun-warmed plaça
Outside the small café
Bright coloured tables
Show off their colours
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