Colin Ian Jeffery
Published in the February 2008 issue of DECANTO - Colin Ian Jeffery was Centre Stage Poet
1. What age were you when you first became interested in poetry?
Seven - I was a choirboy when I heard the vicar in church read out the twenty-third psalm -
It struck my soul with lightening and my Muse began to sing.
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Colin Ian Jeffery Poems
He never speaks Trapped within a damaged brain Body twisted, limbs trembling Sitting in a hospital yard
Battle Of Britain
'Never before in the field of human conflict was so much owed by so many to so few.' Winston Churchill 1940
DO NOT WEEP FOR ME
Do not weep me Grieving over my fall from grace For he has forgiven me And I have outpaced the echoes
BLOOD RED POPPIES
During the battle of the Somme, France,1916, the British sustained 60,000 casualties on the first day. Torrential rains turned the battlefield into a quagmire. In one month the Allies advanced five miles at the cost of 450,000 German.200,000 French and 420,000 British lives. I lost two uncles Blood red poppies sway
('Gab'' who died of cancer May 10th 1978) Such a long time gone
When love ends Memories remain afire And each one
Aids rages out of control savaging the continent of Africa He lies near to death
'The Christian creed is love' As rocks within a stormy sea They stand against pounding seas
BONES AT DYING
Bones at dying shall not quake Nor decay with the feasting of the worms For the spirit of this God loving soul Shall never harbour in the ground.
COLIN IAN JEFFERY
I would die a poet Pilgrim from a burnished land Remembered for humour, compassion and love Claimed by many as a friend.
ABERFAN On the morning of 21 October 1966,116 children and 28 adults died when slurry engulfed a school after the collapse of a
Happiness elusive as the wind Comes and goes like migrating birds And the echoing peals of church bells.
Civilisation hangs perilously On slender threads of electricity Providing our needs and luxuries But if it someday it should cease
Death Of A Sperm Whale
With her calf she dives Into the darkness a mile below the waves Where the great squid abides Ferocious Goliath monarch of oceans deep.
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He never speaks
Trapped within a damaged brain
Body twisted, limbs trembling
Sitting in a hospital yard
Humming tunes without melody.
But in his bright soul he stands tall
Articulate with mind intact
Singing melodious songs of love
Only God and he can hear.