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Poem for the Day

Posted: 16 September 2013

By the time you swear you're his,
Shivering and sighing.
And he vows his passion is,
Infinite, undying.
Lady make note of this -
One of you is lying.

Unfortunate Coincidence
Dorothy Parker 1893 - 1967

A haiku for Sunday morning

Posted: 15 September 2013

Christ came to worship
And sat beside the needy.
No one prayed for them.

Bill Adair

Poem for the Day

Posted: 15 September 2013

Today is the annual memorial service to remember the 47 men killed in Auchengeich Colliery on 18 September 1959.

A pit once stood in Auchengeich,
Long ago the wheels stopped turning.
For on a coal-black autumn day
The very fires of Hell were burning.

Below the ground the coal was rich,
No richer now for all that burning.
For forty-seven men are dead
To wives and mothers ne’er returning.

Rich seams there were in Auchengeich,
Rich seams that lay like diamonds glistening.
But the mining had a heavy price,
For human life there is no reckoning.

For coal is black and coal is red
And coal has wealth beyond all treasure.
It’s black with work and red with blood,
Its wealth in human lives we measure.

Oh would that we had never seen
These many years of work and grieving.
For coal is like the funeral shroud
The women left behind are weaving.

A pit once stood in Auchengeich,
Long ago the wheels stopped turning.
For on a coal-black autumn day
The very fires of Hell were burning.

The Auchengeich Disaster
Norman Buchan 1922 - 1990
Adapted by Bill Adair

Poem for the Day

Posted: 14 September 2013

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Come, as thou cam'st a thousand times,
A messenger from radiant climes,
And smile on thy new world, and be
As kind to others as to me!

Or, as thou never cam'st in sooth,
Come now, and let me dream it truth,
And part my hair, and kiss my brow,
And say, My love why sufferest thou?

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Longing
Matthew Arnold 1822 - 1888

Haiku #53

Posted: 13 September 2013

Royal Mail for sale?
Stamp it out before it’s wrapped
Wax-sealed and posted.

Bill Adair

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