Passing Time
50 Simple Poems
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Am I Am I the bowl without the fruit?, Empty an’ past my use. Am I a well, dried up and bare?, That nobody comes to use. Am I the bell without the tongue?, Silent an’ dumb for years. Am I the sadness without the eye?, Not flowing, now are my tears. Am I the tree without the leaves?, Forever in winter I stay, Am I the priest without the Mass?, Where now, shall I go to pray. Am I the sea without the storm?’ So still an’ so quietly calm. Am I the general without a war?, Who now will follow my plan. Am I the sky without the sun?, In darkness forever to be, Am I the candle without the wick?, In darkness my eyes cannot see. Am I the earth without the rain?, A barren of waste an’ despair, Am I the dream without the morn? All this is too much to bare. Am I the ghost with no where to haunt?, Lost an’ a wandering soul, Am I the clock without the hands?, For I know time is taking its toll. Am I the reason without the cause?, Do I even care to know why, Am I the person I wish I was not?, Please leave, so you won’t see me cry.
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About the Book
The book itself contains fifty of my many poems. They range from nature themes to love, death, heaven, hell, and everything in between. Many people might disagree with some of my work, but everyone has their own opinions on everything. That’s what makes the world the place it is today. Full of different views and ways of life, we all like to find what best suits ourselves. I have found what lifestyle best suits me. I hope you find your own also. I hope you enjoy reading only half as much as I did writing this book. Kind regards, Kevin McClements
About the Author
I am a happily married father of four. We all live together in a small house on the side of a hill overlooking the nearby village of Adamstown, where both my wife and myself were educated at the local college. My wife is a full-time mother who bakes the world’s greatest brown bread in her very limited spare time, while I am unemployed and have spent the past few years working on my poetry and writing short stories and plays. I say working, but I enjoy it so much it does not feel like work. It’s more of a hobby than anything else. The fact that we live out in the countryside is wonderful, the long walks one can take and the birds twittering at dusk is always music to our ears. We live down an old rocky lane, away from everything, with few visitors and nothing but the livestock to interrupt the silence. It’s the perfect setting for small adventurous children. Life has always been good to me, but never more so than when I found my wife. She opened up my eyes to a world of happiness and love, a world I never knew could ever exist. I dedicate this short book to her, without whose love and kindness would never have been imagined.