Prospero's Poetry – Page 2 – Verses by Richard Benger

Staycation

George Stevenson got us on the train, Henry Ford in the motor car, the Wright brothers flew an aeroplane

In the view from where I sit, light pours in from one side; Shapes and shadows, living plants, with books and table, patterned wall,

Push the heavy door, enter into warmth, pass amongst the waiting folk seated in their pews,

A moment of sight, of sound, of thought, a fleeting glance reveals the world.

The foundations of our lives were cast in infancy, from birth and childhood, nurturing and knowing,

A glittering sun looks west in morning sky, a melancholy moon returns his haughty gaze.

Blue sky, green marsh, green sedge, a gentle sea breeze, blue water reflecting the clear sky.