Brian Patten Poems
|3.||There Is A Boat Down On The Quay||12/17/2013|
|5.||So Many Different Lengths Of Time||3/9/2015|
|7.||One Another’s Light||3/8/2012|
|8.||Nor The Sun Its Selling Power||1/3/2003|
|9.||Doubt Shall Not Make An End Of You||1/3/2003|
|10.||The Right Mask||1/3/2003|
|12.||The Innocence Of Any Flesh Sleeping||1/3/2003|
|13.||In Tintagel Graveyard||1/3/2003|
|14.||Minister For Exams||1/3/2003|
|16.||I Have Changed The Numbers On My Watch||1/3/2003|
|17.||You Come To Me Quiet As Rain Not Yet Fallen||1/3/2003|
|18.||Gust Becos I Cud Not Spel||8/16/2003|
|19.||Sometimes It Happens||1/3/2003|
|20.||The Day I Got My Finger Stuck Up My Nose||1/3/2003|
|21.||When You Wake Tomorrow||1/3/2003|
|23.||And Nothing Is Ever As You Want It To Be||1/3/2003|
And Nothing Is Ever As You Want It To Be
You lose your love for her and then
It is her who is lost,
And then it is both who are lost,
And nothing is ever as perfect as you want it to be.
In a very ordinary world
A most extraordinary pain mingles with the small routines,
The loss seems huge and yet
Nothing can be pinned down or fully explained.
You are afraid.
If you found the perfect love
It would scald your hands,
Rip the skin from your nerves,
Cause havoc with a computered heart.
You lose your love for her and then it is her who is lost.
You tried not to hurt and ...
Minister For Exams
When I was a child I sat an exam.
This test was so simple
There was no way i could fail.
Q1. Describe the taste of the Moon.
It tastes like Creation I wrote,
it has the flavour of starlight.