Paul du Plessis
Biography of Paul du Plessis
Paul du Plessis is a retired physician who has spent most of his professional life working with The Salvation Army, in South Africa, Zambia, India and the United Kingdom.
Much of his poetry, published on www.thedups.com has been influenced by his religious and spiritual journey. He lives in Bromley, Kent, with his wife, Margaret.
Paul du Plessis's Works:
The Sacrament of Music - A Selection of Poetry by Paul du Plessis
Paul du Plessis Poems
Establishment challenger Confronter extraordinaire In a call for justice That backfired on me.
Clip, clop, With clods of earth rising Behind the plough Kicking over the traces
Journey From Babylon
Ziggurat star-gazers descend Stepping down tiered balconies Leaving Babylon’s babble Scattered in a thousand tongues
Credit Crunch Crucifixion
Credit crunch criminals Each blaming the other Asking that someone’s blood be spilt for corporate guilt, But he says: ‘Father forgive, they know not what they do.’
Feet crunch cracked mud uphill Breaking a twig underfoot While passengers take their pews In the train speeding northwards
Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus Bringing history from the abyss Great escapes, commands and rules Reversing porcupine under the vine
Van Gogh's Good Friday
One candle extinguished While another flickers Over the emptiness of a chair Vacated in the loneliness
Involved in creation Yet part of what he made; Before the beginning He keeps to our time;
Variations On A Theme
Statuesque in plainsong chant The organ pedals with toes tapping Transporting the spirit heavenwards In rising descants
Wheat harvested and threshed; Ears milled and sifted; Dough kneaded with fists That might overcome an enemy
Comfort Ye My People
With an understanding ear Attuned to listening To hopes and fears Unrealized, but real
Feet set steady on a rock Wading against the jet stream Yet relaxed in swirling currents Tumbling centrifugally against gravity
Recall the memory, the moment of revelation When divine intervention came to life Reborn in transformation.
Sub-particular matters collide Bombarding each other Through subterranean tunnels To unearth the ultimate everything
Feet crunch cracked mud uphill
Breaking a twig underfoot
While passengers take their pews
In the train speeding northwards
As the silence of stillness interrupts
The regular rattle of rail-track
Arms swing militarily to cross the heart