Biography of Mike Tonkin
I am 74, and in 1998 had a stroke and my right side is paralysed. I lived in Cornwall, England until I was nineteen then I went to London and trained to be a Dentist, I then worked in London for thirty years before retiring and returning to Cornwall. My poetry is mainly about the things that I experienced and I am writing it to let people know that there can be a good life after a stroke. Some verse was written in the sixties, the rest in the last seven years.
Mike Tonkin Poems
A Look, Two Eyes
A look. Two eyes Filled with yearning. A look. Two eyes Gently burning
On 21st of October 1966 a tip of coal slurry slid Into the village of Aberfan and 144 people were Killed. Of these 116 were children who were buried
The moor is at it’s best In autumn, with the air Full of moisture, the place Closed in
By The Way Her Name Was Mathilde
Nineteen hundred and fifty, There were a lot of girls Out on the town then, I was seventeen and
I had a stroke, One minute I was Michael J Tonkin, The next I was
A Little Bit More
I remember you, Oh yes, I remember you Well. You had on a
That heat drenched summer Long passed now, That summer How we loved lying on the lazy sand.
Wandering Aimlessly amongst the trees And the wet decaying leaves. Silence.
Your Life Etched In Time
Before you there where women who delighted, But when you came along you were The only one, there were not enough Stars in the sky
Who is this woman Who came into my life Seemingly Eons ago,
Adrian Henri, Poet.
I was suddenly aware of a new voice speaking to me. The voice of a poet
She walked away from me Not looking at me Taking no notice of me Glad to be leaving, .
Letter From Lands End
The last place on earth Before you get to America, Land’s End.
Let Her Sleep
My shadow falls on Her sleeping face It creeps over her body Like a sweet song,
Don't know when he'll be back.
You've been attacked,
What about the bomb?