Four Short Poems

                            VESSEL

Dirty earth

Mixed with blood

Kneaded and spun, fired and dipped and fired

And then

A pot to hold the molten gold

And pour the blood

On to dirty earth

                            Wilf Dec 2017

                 ANSWERED PRAYER

I wrote you a letter.

I didn't know your name,

And I had no  words but I wrote anyway.

I didn't know where you lived  

So I slid it in a blank envelope

Which somehow found your door

I didn't think You knew I was here

Or there

    or anywhere or,..

        or any body

But in the days that followed

The answer came, right here,

To me.

                    Wilf Dec 2017

         MINUTES

You turn the minutes,

These empty minutes

Into moments,

These moments

Into a life,

A life into

Our life

And all that life has come to be

Comes to be in this moment

In You

                          Wilf Dec 2017

              PICKING GRAPES IN TIME OF WAR

It seems frivolous to be doing this now

When people are fighting and dying

In a desert war in the Midlands

But these grapes dried under the high sun

Are for the weary soldiers,

It seems frivolous to be treading grapes

In this time

When the poor are being crushed.

But the feet that tread this fruit

Are the feet that have trod the path:

And wine gladdens the heart

                Wilf Dec 2017