That Boy Poems
|3.||Sound Of Silence||5/4/2009|
|4.||Haiku Race 1||7/4/2009|
|5.||Bowl Of Scouse||7/4/2009|
|7.||The Folders Of Life||2/5/2010|
|10.||A Lesson In Rhyme||3/18/2009|
|12.||Jack Of The Jungle||4/14/2009|
|16.||The Park Of Birkenhead||3/15/2009|
|17.||A Soul To The Heavens||3/28/2009|
A Soul To The Heavens
As I go bare foot across the beach,
I see a grain of sand.
A man comes forth as if to teach,
And quickly grabs my hand.
“Don’t touch the sand” his old mouth said,
“It’s precious around here, ”
I saw his cheeks were sore and red,
His words echoed in my ear,
“Don’t touch the sand? ”
I wondered why?
The man lay flat,
As if to die.
He snuggled up to the wind on the floor,
This was nothing I’d ever seen before.
“My wife was here” he said to me,
“So many years before, ”
“She died on this spot” he said to me,
“To the heavens she did ...
I often wonder about my house,
About floorboards, the stair case and mum’s hot scouse.
I often wonder about the world,
About flowers, trees and petals that curl.
I often wonder about my life,
About family, parents and my future wife.
I often wonder about a thing called war,
About destruction, the soldiers and what it’s all for.
The core of war is very simple,