Poems by Ivan Donn Carswell
Sends the wrong message
... includes a magic ingredient of self justification, allowing ...
Seven suits
... of them in decent taste than keep them all, hope theyll ...
Share of obligation
... the fabric of its neighbourhood, it isnt good, the issue is a moot ...
Shirley of Serendipity
... Were almost stilled yet held to soar the scheming rough ...
Silvered In The Dying Light
... Be gone! The eerie cry, a gull aloft, alone, ...
Simple pleasures that you bring
... that reach us in our daily lives, in poetry and melody, ...
So Let Us Dare
... let it invade our where and how and open up our seething minds ...
Something to shout about
... One inescapable fact is the bronze of his VC came from cannons captured ...
Steves tears
... Harriet was a dome-shaped Galapagos tortoise, among the keys ...
Still hear the waves
... and then I can still see the sand and the twinkling ...
Strawberries again today
... aright as if in love, and love it is that drives the buds describing taste ...
Sweetness Of The Decent Night
... with agile ease in pungent breezes thicker than the blood that thundered ...
Tales in the beginning
... © I.D. CarswellJune 2006For sister Faye who may have unwittingly started it all ...
Talk to me of love
... Talk to me of love in all its gentle guises, talk to me of love ...
Terra nullis ignorata
... Our leaders brutalised the cautious words we said with acid ...
