Biography of Red Talgarth
Red Talgarth Poems
The Fiery Globe
He awoke at night holding her tight In cold air beneath a clear sky He could not sleep and held her deep For hours in warmth as lovers lie.
The 'What Is Romance' Sonnet
Not Hallmark cards with someone else's lines But a poem in your own words and rhymes Not teddies wrapped in the tissues of a lie But things that show you care and try
In My Own Words
In my own words Blunter, less refined They cut like swords But no less blind
Dim Remembered Past
Too many of us walk through our lives Playing second best to a distant memory That is vague and faded but still burns bright And more vibrant than the present day.
Through My Own Still Vales And Hills
Through my own still vales and hills, For years I sang the same old song, On the slope of a cold mountain, Scattered loosely like an old bone.
San Diego, Giant Squid
San Diego, giant squid Tore beaks at the BCDs of divers Mistaking them for seals There were survivors,
Haiku: Assorted, Intentionally Bad
The contract was torn After two springs of making They walk off smiling.
Haiku: About Porridge, Intentionally Bad
The porridge was hot A warm early summer day Took too long to eat.
It was the skin That struck him first Lucent against The grey of the street.
Not Brute Adonis Lame Vulcan more like Not easy on the eye But more useful.
Love Born Online
An unhealthy love born online After distant months we met A dry January London evening Me as late as ever by the stair.
In My Own Words
In my own words
Blunter, less refined
They cut like swords
But no less blind
Not a John Donne
Or an Andrew Marvell
They aim to sparkle
And to beguile
To win her to my side
And all the while
I will abide
While I wait
In all her eyes