Dave Pass Poems
|1.||Seasons Of Life||10/8/2013|
|2.||Journey To Jupiter||10/8/2013|
|3.||The Prodigal Son As A Singing Play||10/8/2013|
|4.||To Boldly Go Where No Man Has Been Before||10/8/2013|
|5.||Seeing Through A Glass Darkly||10/8/2013|
|17.||The Beast Of Beeston Tor||9/7/2015|
|27.||Yellow Country Garden||9/26/2016|
|28.||African Hunting Dogs||1/9/2017|
|33.||A Tibetan Terrier Called Honey||5/27/2014|
|35.||Make Peace Not War||10/13/2013|
|36.||Snow And Ice||12/4/2014|
The sun shone down on the African plain.
The trees and the grass were short of fresh rain.
Giraffes munched slowly from tall thorn bushes.
Hippos in the pool were hid by rushes.
The animals came to the pool to drink
They weren’t aware of the cheetah I think.
The elephants were safe for they were strong.
The impalas could graze but not for long.
The cheetah through the long grass came slinking
Its muscles tense and its eyes not blinking.
It kept on crawling ‘til it came quite near
To the wildebeest and impala deer.
The cheetah charged it was ready...
Journey To Jupiter
Three hundred feet high the rocket stood.
All was quiet, the air was still.
A massive column, but move it could
It waited and waited until - - -
The countdown ended, the engines lit.
Flames shot out and hid the tower.
The rocket rose slowly, bit by bit.
What a noise, what awesome power.