John Beaton

John writes metrical poetry and has moderated one of the internet's foremost metrical poetry workshops. His work has been widely published and has won numerous awards. He recites it in spoken word performance. A retired actuary, raised in the Scottish Highlands, he lives in Qualicum Beach on Vancouver Island. 
Popular Poems
The Breathing Sea
Whale-breath blasts up through the moonlight
in a bubble-net of vapor;
trade-winds catch the spout and droplets
stream through palm baleen on Maui.
I'm wakened, drawn toward the ice-thin window,
to witness scenes as faint and still as death.
How bleak the moon; how bare the trees and meadows;
sky's pale maw overhangs
When I Am Old
Hie me to the hill-ground,
the high hill ground of Scotland,
to battle bladed wind-blasts
my forebears fought before me,
It starts with lightning, tinder, and a gust.
Smoke-jumper teams, at this stage, may contain it—
clad in Nomex, ‘chuting down to dust
they rip along the fireline like a bayonet,
Halloween Poem—my Friend Dave
Well, I went for a walk last Halloween
on the scariest night you've ever seen.
and to prove to myself I was not afraid
I went to a place where the dead are laid:


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