Robert Dummett Poems
When Darkness Falls
The moon slides peeling the orange sun.
Seaward seagulls sign a truce of silence,
But cricket has not read the script
And bowls a babble to bats leaving crease
Running out for the night,
Frog, prince of the slime and puffed up like a
Pharisee notes the pitch, pulls no bull,
Hops and tosses a beamer in bass.
The beach buttons up its khaki suit
And sands the galvanize sea smooth,
Save for lover's slaps upon rocky heads;
The lighthouse stands as proud as a phallus-
To ships a friendly flasher,
To buoys a phosphorous professor,
A blast from a ...
Unpaid Bills Of Humanity
Heaven has but hell to vanquish;
Earth is stiff without a care,
And, like shrivelled shrubs the homeless
Live in heaps of flaking fear.
Draped across paved slabs of cobble,
Chill surroundings though they be,
Leaves of insulating newsprint
Serve the children of the free.