Ruary's Poems

Maybe "Maybe it's for the best!" If it was for the best The best would be much better than this - Sitting here writing thoughts. It doesn't pay To think about the best! Can't remember what gave rise to this!

For Fergus Wherever you are I hope that You get to Feel: the sun at your back the wind in your face and a warm kiss from someone who loves you See: the golden leaves of Autumn fall the yellow flowers of Spring, blossom and a big silent full Moon rise in the East Hear the green waves crash on the sun-bright sand black Tuis chortle in the Kowhai trees and a distant pibroch played on a castle wall 14th June 2014 On the death of James and Julia's first child before it was born.

Calling On the edge of sleep, I thought that I heard Someone calling me! 28th August 1999

Space When you go into Space on a fine day, When does the blue become black?

Presence Dianne Murdoch felt the presence Of the old people who had died in her house (...), Especially in the passage at night. Eventually she told them "It's time to go!" At one time she thought that someone had tapped her on the shoulder!

Frost In the night The silent frost Deals out death Quietly, To frail things That creep and grow. Its deadly power Stretches far. The living Die Soundlessly And the world Sleeps on. Yet You can pick up A frosted leaf And melt The crystals With The touch of a Warm finger! 26th July 1993