Poets

Some time ago, I was given a few poets, more precisely Peat Poets. Here I will write them down. They are marked as Craig Stobo 2006.

Unspoken Comma
A silence is a pause,
a pause is a moment,
a moment is a thought,
a thought begets a question,
a question demands an answer,
an answer preceded by a silence.

30.xi.02

Andrew kicked a ball
blootered three past the Killie:
Maryhill worshipped

Firestarters

Streaming filaments
blazing down from outer space:
Leonids shower.

Star-Crossed Lovers

Following their whims
in daybreak's ashen stillness,
kissing until warm,

lovers embrace snow,
transforming flakes to water,
drowning each other;

snatched up from this world,
placed in heaven by angels:
binary starlight.

 I will publish in future more poems, and with a little more depth.

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