David Smart Poems

My Betty

When my Betty comes out to play
Running along with her happy face,
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Across the misty fields at even tide
I hear the bells from by the riverside
And feel the chilly Autumn breezes blow
Like whispered memories of long ago.
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While the West wind blows so warm
In the dark before the dawn
Song birds sleep with heads beneath
Their wings.
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They loved their Scottish homelands
Their scented English glades
They loved their great Welsh mountains
And the Irish summer rains
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The Death of the Elven King


In the dawning of the days
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Hairy Mary

A farmer's young daughter named Mary,
Whose legs were excessively hairy,
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To the Sun

Across the vale I see the setting sun:
The clouds are touched with golden flecks of fire
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Uncle Sid

I never knew my uncle Sid
He was my father's brother.
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Last night I dreamed that you were here,
Your beauty filled my eyes,
My arms enfolded you, my dear,
I did not hear your lies.
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Man, the spoiler, sets his hand
Against the sea, against the land.
Fills the air with noxious fume,
Crowds the earth till there's no room.
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