Robert Dummett Poems

Sands pallid and fine drift in the wind
Merging in dunes ever changing in some
Nervous shift. Here the angels shed no tears
Save solitude wiping moisten eyes
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Forks are humming in hotel kitchens,
Kettles snort like a bull -
Dawn lifts lids like a magnet,
Shaking sockets with its pull
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A smack echoes across the room.
Innocence draws first breath in pain -
The sharp shock a primer for future strokes.
In time we become immune to the sting,
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St. Agnes church was still there.
Nothing had changed much save the bell that kept mum,
But dad was dead. In front to welcome
The congregation stood pond,
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Leaves fell like paratroopers behind
Enemy lines. Autumn laid ground
For assault of the witch's white flakes,
While winds like banshees rattle rooftops
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Carenage, scourge of government neglect,
Limps in hills, a fugitive of Justice
With gun and the 'white lady.'
You cannot get your head around Ganja
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Christmas. Parang and carols surround
The season with songs of joy.
Pastelles and fruitcakes are eating well
And turkeys gobble ham with chow-chow
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From the bowels of destitute and despair,
A nation sits on the brink tottering
Like a cripple beaten and broken
Into submission, powerless as a
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Through a vapour of tears he fixed his
Eyes on me and watered those desert years,
Years that cloaked years in untold mystery,
To prise my soul from the web of time;
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Dawn cracks with shouts of thunder,
And shoots a string of pellets
Dotting my frosted pane.
You hardly spot the beads
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