Richard Allen Beevor

Silver Star - 4,454 Points (23 March 1949 / London)

The Fours - Poem by Richard Allen Beevor


I wanna write I wanna fly
see my life light up the sky.
I wanna give, I wanna take
see my soul drown in the lake.

Sensual World

Come now in frill and lace,
sensual fire does light your face.
Fingers trace thigh divine,
lips caress lips, within sweet wine.


I drift and fall along the way
my heart beats strong without delay.
Carry this load up to the hill
where song and hope burn brightly still.

Spirit Wakes

Mist across the threatening moors
within the rain waits chapel doors.
To open them is to see such light
Oh! night divine, sing 'Holy Night'


Zeus on high, thunder roar
a witness stood before the door.
Come we now, heaven awaits
city of Jerusalem, vast pearl of gates.

Infinite Love

Consequences of this little ride
a home, abode my heart's reside.
Astral plane or deep black hole,
sea of God, infinite ocean, eternal soul.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

Comments about The Fours by Richard Allen Beevor

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (12/7/2015 2:19:00 PM)

    Life lights up the sky with color of love and definitely I want fly in this sky and write. Getting the eternal touch of eternal light we all feel the ocean of infinity our beloved God. Very fantastically presented and wisely penned poem definitely. Excellent and interesting.10 (Report) Reply

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