Silver And Gold Have I None...
Wild Olympic flame
gathering energy on
deluged thoroughfares
banishing our ruined dreams
fresh vision kindled
The nation focused
reminiscent spectacle
of our heritage
gone the touchstone of its soul
the flint and tinder
struck by our forebears
tillers of the untamed earth
servants and soldiers
merchants, miners and martyrs
bringers of quick light
vicarious now
the hope of saving glory
coffers overdrawn
no securities gilt-edged
faint hearts overwrought
Seams, today seamless
our lottery's tarnished coin
spent and spent again
the lure of medals hinting
new Jerusalem
Seize the pick, the pen, the spade
the simple plough and harrow
bind up wounds, support the sick
life's not fair's true sportsmanship
our children's gold tomorrow!
Not Miss Duffy, admittedly, but some know how I yearn to be Poet Laureate :)
Poem not included in The Twain, Poems of Earth and Ether, globally available September, 2012.
...at the still point, there the dance is.”
—Burnt Norton - T. S. Eliot
About Rosy
Rosy Cole was born and educated in the Shires of England and now lives on the West Sussex coast. A professional writer for thirty years, she has worked as a Press Officer and Publisher's Reader and is a member of the Society of Authors (UK), the Historical...
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Causes Rosy Cole Supports
World Vision, International Prison Outreach, Salvation Army, Emmaus Project, Poor Clares, DogsTrust, BUAV (against animal testing) WWT (Wildfowl &...
Rosy’s Favorite Books
Restoration - Rose Tremain, Rites of Passage - William Golding, The Waves - Virginia Woolf, To The Lighthouse - Virginia Woolf, Sunset Song - Lewis Grassic...