Author: Ian Emberson

A weed is a flower in the wrong place, A flower is a weed in the right place, If you […]

Death came to me in a mini skirt As skittish as a kitten, And said : ” I am come […]

Anastasia And the sad snow falling A toiling sky And a long white line of hills A distant birthplace Short […]

Bright sari in a darkened street – The lilting grey of Yorkshire sky; Rust requiems for demolished mills – Repeating […]

Loneliness and aloneness They are not the same For the shell of the mind Hears echoes of many seas It […]

The brain – the brush Here celebrate That long red stain Seeping the universe. Was not the chink of light […]

When it was autumn in Eden And chestnuts held golden leaves Against dimming light, Eve touched her toes on the […]

Spires of the fireweed on the fretted sky – Tints of magenta on tranquility, Do you feel nurture for the […]

I must return To that valley of vision, Gather again to me Flocks, crescent moon and star; God – let […]