Emmanuel George Cefai Poems

though in draft
chill
rains
against
...

open
open the doors
let the vessels in
they need
...

Chorus of Joy
To
Chorus of Greatness
be propense.
...

In the
Garden
Public
Few
...

A winter chill will come though
Now you laugh; the sun shines
And there's warmth in every thing.
...

through
the
trough
of
...

fountain
that
wells
up
...

the
lovely Duchess
from
behind the portrait of centuries
...

tress
that cut centuries
ago
still
...

starry night
of
escape of
a star of white
...