Dr John Celes

Gold Star - 6,015 Points (14-2-1957 / Coimbatore, Tamilnadu, India)

Sonnet: The Driver - Poem by Dr John Celes

He drove my cart, along the lanes, He chose!
And whipped my horses, gently, guiding them;
They neighed when air turned colder to their nose;
He stopped at His stations and said, ‘Ahem! ”

Untying my horses, He gave them a drink;
They stood in a water-pool and bathed clean;
And when night came, in slumber they did sink;
And when it dawned, He gave them fresh, grass, green.

He oiled the wheel’s-hub and we darted off;
The Driver knew His destination next;
Sometimes, He said, “For now, that is enough! ”
His actions always left me very vexed!

We finally got down at last, but then,
To my surprise, I found it was Heaven!


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  • Rookie - 184 Points Brian Jani (5/24/2014 6:03:00 AM)

    Well done Dr keep writting (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 17, 2003



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