Poems from Susan Jeavons
70 year old mother of 4 and grandmother of many. I am a widow of a Vietnam veteran who passed away from lung cancer related to Agent orange. We were married for 25 years.
In silence
I hear music
melancholy melodies
washing gracefully
through ancient corridors,
waves of rhythm
drifting across
gently...
Just because the morning startslike the morning straight from hell,and the little one is screamingand you need a magic spell,just because...
When the brutal battle of bards begins
and my metaphorical sword is set
may the verse overflow like molten steel,
may it rouse Romeo and...
Amidst the ash and rubble
heroes stop to cry,
and pray for those who perished
as Old Glory waves nearby.
What can we do to tell them...