Escape not the fury and fire
Let it take you towards the mire
Of your inner being, where
The living is full bare.

Never believe that you are alone,
In the depth of the fearful moan;
For in that place is too a joy
Remotely felt as just a boy!

With lots to learn an ache is seen
Amongst the cocksure boyish preen
Shadowing this place, where
The living is full bare.

Full in remembrances embrace
Emerges that clear loving face,
One that passed you through pain,
With a voice of gentle refrain.

Even in the dark moments grip
The pleasure past can easily slip
And ease the pain, which passes fast
Replaced by togetherness past.

Let remembered moments of togetherness
Grip you every day of your bitterness
Consoling the intensity, where
All the living is full bare.



David Scanlon – England – (1963 - )

Scanlon. D (2016) The Poet, The Prisoner & The Fool. The Foolish Poet Press, Wilmslow, England. THE REMEMBERED MOMENTS OF OUR TOGETHERNESS. Page Number 8.


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