Published Poems

The Beginning Of Birth

Poem First Published      “Poets 1992”      Arrival Press   1993
Impale yourself upon my trusty steed
and feel the berth of the beast
and ride into the night.

Come thrusting into the tunnel, the dark tunnel
that glistens with the yearning for the beast
the mighty beast and it’s milk of love.

Straddle the beast and hold tight
with all your might
take the beast within your
soul
and don’t let go
come to it’s surrender
and let passion be stronger.

Ride off into the darkness
with the light of love emblazoned upon your heart
and the beats of love, trapped within the valley
of warmth and tenderness.

Thrust yourself upon the beast
trap it in the valley
the warmth dripping from it’s walls
and glistening on the shaft of the beast.

As the shaft glides through the brush
to the valley of love beyond
unloading it’s milk of life
herein the beginning of birth
itself . . . .
©  tcmoon  2011 (1992)


Tears Are Never Enough

Poem First Published Poetry Institute of the British Isles  “Island Moods And Reflections”   1995

Tears are never enough
when you lose a friend;

You get used to the laughs
you thought could never end.

A mate’s a mate
when all’s said and done,
and remembering the times
when everything was  fun;

And tears are never enough
they never, ease the pain;

His life over, and yours,
will never be the same.

You can never imagine
the death of a friend

and always go on thinking
a friendship ‘to never end’

but end it has and life goes on,
tho’ you’ll mourn the late;

but he wouldn’t want sadness
not Adie, my mate.

My tears are sent,
my sadness apparent;

tho’ tears are never enough,
for his short life,

I hope the peace you find
will be as happy

as some of the times we spent
my dear friend . . .

©  tcmoon 2011 (1995)


Oft Yey I Wonder

Poem First Published  The National Library Of Poetry (aka poetry.com)   “Sparkles In The Sand”   1995

Oft yey, I wonder
what lies behind
those dark green eyes
that hide that smile?

Hark, thou hearest me though
my prayer dost go unheard;
My body to lay down
in the storms of bewilderment!

Oh yey, my mind is free,
that I maybe deft to wonder
of events that that I do not yet see,
yet feel the pain it does not relinquish.

It’s now, my God, I need thee now
to heed my love, sunken deep;
I crave immortality I can see;
I yearn so – just to be free . . .

And yet those chains
that dost burden me so
behold my life, so gaoled within;
that traps the beast of equity . . . .

©tcmoon 2011 (1995)


For This War

Poem First Published  “Flags Of Victory”  Poetry Now Oct 1995

I have to kill thee, jolly soldier
And bastards from the loins of mine enemy;

For this is war
And tho’ we like it not, it is my duty!

Here, in mine hand, a gun;
A bullet in the barrel. A bullet I save for thee;

You are the enemy, as I
Am, the enemy to thee. So thou must slay me also!

For this is war
And tho’ we like it not, it is, our duty.

Uniformed man, of equity;
Thou standest before mine liberty, we have,
but one choice?

If thouest murder me to death,
Then, thou shalt gain thine victory, but, if I
should conquer thee, then, sobeit!

For this is war
And tho’ we like it not, we know, it is our duty;

Come friend, for that is we;
Are we not fellow man? So, why are we, the enemy?

I do not wish to slay thee,
Nor you to do unto I, so, where is the point?

Yet we are told, that this is war;
And no! We like it not, so, let us cast out duty...

©tcmoon 2011 (1993)



Death Warrant

Poem First Published  |”Lovers And Others”  Poetry Now  Sept 1995

You, it seems, are always on my mind;
And yet you, are so unkind!

You say, you don’t love me
And that, we’ll never be.

Yet, all the while, you know of my love for you;
And if I had you, I’d always remain true!

But it seems, you just don’t want to know
And that is why, I’m felling so damn low.

It’s when you go away and I’m here on my own;
I think; but, even when you are here, I’m still, all alone.

Is there any chance, you will love me?
And could we, one day, the two of us. Could. We be?

Would you, one day, tell me the truth
For I know that my pain, it would soothe?

You see, you’re always in my head.
So much so, I wish I could be dead!

If I cannot have you, get you to stay,
I shall be in pain till, my dying day!

Will I, forever, have you on my mind
Or, has my death warrant, now been signed...?

©tcmoon 2011 (1995)


What Time Is It?

Poem First Published  “Timely Poets”  Anchor Books  Feb 1996

What time is it?
Can you tell me the time?
I’m lost, I haven’t a clue, so,
Just give me a sign.

What time is it?
Should I ask a policeman?
I got up late this afternoon,
The winter solstice had overrun.

If I lived near to Stonehenge,
Or even if I had a cucumber cloche,
Then I wouldn’t worry for a timepiece
And I’d ignore the adverts for Swatch!

All this persistence to know the time,
But there’s a very good reason you see,
The pangs of hunger are rumbling within
So surely it’s time for me tea!?

©tcmoon 2011 (1995)


PC Obsession

Poem First Published  “Obsessions”  Poetry Now Feb 1996

When I was at school,
I didn’t work all that hard;
What qualifications did old Will have
Before he became all England’s fave bard?

But the marks I sought for lessons all came,
And so much easier than I thought, to me,
Especially those all marked with P.C.
Who had a strange obsession for me.

A crush on a pupil like me,
Quite hard, I s’pose, to believe?
But it was true, those words I spake,
She loved me, it’s not my aim to deceive.

We have heard, you all will have seen,
That a pupil can fall for the tutor,
But could one ever imagine (back then) this, the reality of love
Between this pupil and the school’s personal computer...?

©tcmoon 2011 (1995)