Peter Bolton

Rookie - 394 Points (2nd April 1942 / Brecon)

Peter Bolton Poems

1. Solismar The Dragon 3/29/2013
2. Brinna, The Girl Who Fed The Swans 3/31/2013
3. The Veil Of Tears 4/2/2013
4. Love's Dna 4/2/2013
5. The Surrogate Princess 4/3/2013
6. The Single Bulb 4/6/2013
7. The Examination 4/6/2013
8. How To Become A Waiter 4/8/2013
9. The Two Brothers 4/13/2013
10. The Perils Of Habit 4/15/2013
11. Collateral Damage 4/15/2013
12. The Tablets Of The Law 4/16/2013
13. The Polo Shirt 4/16/2013
14. The Two Ships - Illustrated 4/16/2013
15. The End Of Music 4/22/2013
16. The Quandary 4/23/2013
17. The Love Potion 4/30/2013
18. The Bridge 5/7/2013
19. Final Nightmare 5/12/2013
20. With A Sunflower On Her Head 5/26/2013
21. A Reading From The Gospel According To Esme 4/4/2013
Best Poem of Peter Bolton

Brinna, The Girl Who Fed The Swans

There was a girl called Brinna, who fed the swans.
The swans lived on the lake;
Drohan of the flashing beak;
Giselle whose pure white neck was the longest and the slenderest ever seen;
Seger, Orna, Pisky and Haze, their chicks.
Brinna knew them all.
Each day she came with crumbs from her table, a table of oak from the sturdiest tree in the forest.

There were people in the kingdom for whom such food would have been a banquet, even the tiniest morsel.
‘Wherefore do you give to those who can provide for themselves? ’ they asked.
‘What I give, ’ she answered, ‘is...

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The Single Bulb

In the gardens monastic were both herbs of the culinary kind
And those that healed the afflictions of this world,
Both rosemary and rue.
A poor man passed who had some bulbs to sell so that he might feed his family.
It was allowed that flowers could adorn the altar,
For had not the Lord made the lilies of the field.
These bulbs flourished under the hand of Brother Jacob.
Their stems soared skyward, revealing the pristine beauty of the Himalayan snows.
Except for one.

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