R. K. Hart Poems

The beauty of her mountains, plains and deserts.
To cross her borders causes me hurt.
She has lakes of sweetest blue.
And ghost gums both crooked and true
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I'm going ask you to stop consider with me,
Without loves caress where would we be.
Let me relate my experience in the matter,
Its importance is far above mindless chatter.
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My horses hooves clashed against cobble stone,
As we stepped out each pace, there was a musical tone.
Headed toward the country I pushed my dray,
Rain spat down through a darkened clouded day.
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The old man sat shaking faintly in his chair,
Thinking of his past and a lady fair.
Of past victories and frequent defeats,
Of the winners, the losers and some cheats.
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Little Donkey fold your legs on straw so golden.
You are about to see a wondrous sight.
A couple, shepherds, and three wise kings
Following a star, out of the cold dark night
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Star above cast on us your glorious light,
For tonight is Christmas night.
Our minds are full of gifts for one and all,
And decorations fill the hall.
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I see myself as a thief,
You may not believe it but it's my belief.
I find it difficult my self to inhale,
When enjoying myself at full sail.
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He sat in mist of the smoke laden bar,
Well away from where the barmaid keeps swear jar.
His battered hat sweat stained and torn,
Some say he'd had it since born.
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He stands bent over, his face in painful twist,
So easy to mend and yet he has this painful cyst.
Friends no longer came by his way,
Slowly one by one they began to stray.
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The time has come pack them away,
Therefore, for another year out of sight they stay.
Bells, glitter and candy canes into a box,
Twinkling lights, angels, and Christmas socks.
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