WHISPER
quiet ending
soft landing
no need
for parachute
no one
shot me out
of the sky
duelling banjos
medieval mandolin
they
tried their hardest
did their best
but not a tear as it turned out
were you prepared to give
not a word to
whisper
let alone cry
CHARLES
wanting the dream life
of a poet
Charlie L
put his faith in Spinoza
write with determination
and thd Universe
will determine
the world will
find its way and
death will come middle –
aged
find him
at the poverty shelter
under his pillow, big
as a gong,
the poetry medal
he once won
not
by a lomg shot tragic, nowhere
near the world’s greatest
not even
an also ran, but
despite myself
I care
poems 2 die for