Phil J Hambling

Phil J Hambling Poems

Nobody can notice your tears
In the bite of the January rains
They merge in salty stings
And into one long stream of memories

A Celestial birth
Cast by a trillion dice
We came to exist
By the turn of the spheres

Urgent bronchial fingers,
Flailing at the breeze,
Dealing out their copper calling cards to the earth,
Casting into the flux the torn tickets of time,

The squirrel hoards it cache
Yet it knows that half goes missing
And that the lost nuts
Will make the trees of the forest

Waiting for the daffodils
And the little yellow promises
Of a constellation of new born suns
Waving at us joyfully

The old man flails his torch at time itself
Lost in the dark of nightmares
Confused and bloody minded
He blindly whips at the inevitable

The echoes of ancestors
Seep out from behind the slanted gravestones
Shining a truth
Through the stained glass hearts

The lament of the evening forest
Abandoned by the sun once more
To the flutterings of change on the wing
As sky-dot murmurations descend

If we are honest
The most dangerous lies
Are the ones we tell to ourselves
Or is that a lie too?

The great storm of Jupiter
Won't last forever
The fury is vast
And centuries old

The ship was lost
In tragedy
Yet a city was founded in its ruins
In submarine reams

How far into the fall
Before you accept
And glide with serenity
Into the arms of fate

Stolen Lives
Taken by your hate
Stolen Lives
Taken by your ignorance

A den of snakes can writhe
Behind a friendly face
Laced with honeyed words
The venom of their intention


As I sit here
Everything could suggest that
Temporary existence wasn't a curse
But a blessing


Crystal beads
Cling the blades of grass
Old water spirits
Weary of the night

I would have pledged my faith
Before you drank yourself to sleep
My words were lost
To the charms

Season of wonder
And reconciliation
Mending of ways
And building again

Love is another language
Of strange symbols
And unknown sounds
But please could someone

You can find your beauty
Looking at Michelangelo
I'll find mine when the rain hits Nandos
You can gaze at Van Gogh

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January Rains

Nobody can notice your tears
In the bite of the January rains
They merge in salty stings
And into one long stream of memories
Umbrella fights your hand
Unruly and restless in the teasing winds
And blown inside out like your heart
The struggle commemorates the days you shared on this path of laughter and sun
And the suck and cast of the sea
Is now your only companion
As you battle on and on
Back home again
To the warmth of tea
And quiet reminiscence

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