Pete Crowther Poems

Wee black pup
jumping up
wagging tail
like a flail,
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There’s going to be a thunderstorm quite soon,
The air is still, the sky is growing darker,
Clouds tower above and menacingly loom.
I’m sitting in the summer house beneath
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At four o’clock she knocked at the door
I’d never seen a goddess before.
She wore a dress of shimmering light
Around her waist a cord drawn tight.
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There are times when I can’t sleep
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A fan’s light tap
Was enough to chip
This flower vase
In which the roses
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A more surprising saint there’s not
Than Abune Teklehaimanot,
He is my all-time favourite saint;
There is none other quite so quaint.
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I am Aegir, Lord God of the Sea,
Husband of Ran, goddess of storms.
I have dominion over all the oceans
And all the waters of the Earth.
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Still dark outside at six a.m.
And all asleep save me. I see
The fire’s still in but just a glow
So I must go and fetch some coal.
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When I was in the RN
All of my shipmates were men.
For women all frigates
Were strictly off limits,
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(for Brikti)

Long, long ago, or so I’ve heard,
Nine holy men from Syria came
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