Difference
on behalf of the
eccentrics, court jesters and poets
may I say
if everyone was like us
there may be chaos
but if no-one was like us
would dull uniformity win?
Old Age
winds blow colder
and wounds heal more slowly
but love and humor
may broaden and deepen
Mystery
who can explain life?
don’t try too hard
logic should be
a servant of love
Dreams of a poet
will the storms clear
and the warblers sing?
can the love of wisdom
bring the wisdom of love?
A few contrasts
the incredible human mind
and pedestrian powers of computers
marvellous old music
and repetitive pop songs
sometimes grand statements
and messy reality
enjoying the search for wisdom
and the delusion of dogma
Poet BOB COWLEY is a retired public servant. He lives in Adelaide, Australia