Poems by Ivan Donn Carswell
It is a secular world
... insincere. Id hate to queer your pitch, you are my neighbour still, ...
It is an abhorrent thing
... It is an abhorrent thing, this incarceration of your vulnerability, ...
It seldom snowed Part IV
... of its moods, how out of the placid blue ...
It seldom snowed, they said - Part I
... A polite driver asked if I was the new training officer for the Depot, I supposed ...
It seldom snowed - Part II
... We plodded the weary miles to the RV, meeting our SSM who grinned ...
It seldom snowed Part III
... Changes wrought by snow could be excused in festive air unless they over-lingered, ...
It was your first outing
... glancing down again and again to reassure ourselves, and you, ...
Jacks Legacy
... s a young man, perhaps I was, who cares! Kerouac inspired me then and Ive always admired his style ...
Jessie of Gibraltar
... Individual and relentlessly expanding worlds assured because she made it so ...
Joys of the chase
... In this flat world of monochrome un-ambiguity ...
Just wasnt right
... that dunny can and awful smell just wasnt right ...
Key economy
... and RUOK is obvious but what it says ...
Lake Otamangakau
... but the promise of these waters draws me past this chancre, ...
Lethargy of leaden wings
... should I sit or stand or aught I turn a page or listen to my wife who says ...
Love stopped before it began
... Fascination dared me join their frenzied rush, a madness ...
