Poetry
Over the years people of the parish have generously contributed original poetry for us to include here. There is always room for more, of course, so if you write poetry and are willing to share it, please let us know - either face-to-face or via e-mail:
- Webmaster Deacon Mark
- saint.joseph@btinternet.com
Arthur’s Song
Riding in Logres
that summer day
your bright hair blew
in the lark-filled air.
But later
as we watched a dying sun
bleed over Camelot’s spires
I felt the year-end’s chill:
heard the soft beat of muffled drums -
the weeping for a king.