David Taylor

Rookie (3rd January 1956 / LONDON, UK)

David Taylor Poems

361. Acorn 10/2/2008
362. Mallemaroking 10/13/2008
363. As It Is 10/14/2008
364. Melting 11/6/2008
365. Imagine 11/7/2008
366. Eden 11/7/2008
367. Rows Of Empty Chairs 2/26/2009
368. Ask Who? 3/2/2009
369. Reincarnation 3/2/2009
370. Adieu 3/3/2009
371. Breathing Dark Beauty 3/3/2009
372. Where From Art Thou? 3/4/2009
373. Awakening From Winter 3/19/2009
374. Big News From School Today 3/19/2009
375. It 4/3/2009
376. Petals In The Wind 4/7/2009
377. If You Write Poetry Don'T Say Anything 4/14/2009
378. The Birds And The Trees 4/14/2009
379. Japanese Transcendence 4/15/2009
380. Rahu Ketu 4/16/2009
381. Walking Into The Night 4/16/2009
382. Mountain Hut 4/16/2009
383. Egdelwonk Knowledge 4/25/2009
384. Nebulous 4/25/2009
385. Mountain 4/25/2009
386. Searching 4/26/2009
387. Always Complete 4/30/2009
388. The Means To The End 5/2/2009
389. Philosophy And Poetry 5/2/2009
390. Early Morning Walk 5/3/2009
391. Robin 5/14/2009
392. Blest 5/15/2009
393. Prologue 11/18/2008
394. Ouch! 5/16/2009
395. Willow Tree 5/16/2009
396. Please Read My Poems, Are They Any Good They Ask 5/17/2009
397. No Time, To Answer 5/17/2009
398. The High Wire Artist 5/20/2009
399. Just Visiting 5/28/2009
400. Duvet 5/28/2009
Best Poem of David Taylor

Love, Love, Love, Love, Love Without A Doubt

How do you write a poem
about Love?
It cannot be caught
and is beyond words’
power of depiction.
It has no place to be,
all places are filled
with Love.
Without Love would
anything have any savour?

Love is what joins
Love is what flows
Love is what counts
Love is what grows
Love is what’s known.

Love is all around
Love is all about
Love is all we ask
Love is all we give
Love is all I have.

Love wants nothing
Love needs nothing
Love misses nothing
Love excludes nothing
Love is what this is all ...

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Melancholy State

What is this melancholy state
That keeps the mind most dark
And makes these thoughts and speech irate?
What is this melancholy state
That hides the happiness
And makes these words sound glum with hate?
What is this melancholy state?


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