Poems from a Marriage
By David Tas
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Poems from a Marriage - David Tas
Poems
Quinta
¹
The cottage lay upon the shore
Drenched by the breath of salt sea spray
And the child that lay in the cot asleep
Was lulled by the roll of the restless deep.
The surge of a wave would rush and roar
Followed then by a longdrawn sigh
The child stirred and a little moan
Mirrored the mystery of the advancing foam.
The child is grown, the cottage gone
The deep green sea goes on and on
Now in the night my heart is aching
For childhood’s waves at Quinta breaking.
Steyning Grammar School 1953-1959
P.C Coltman (Percy in the staff room)
taught me all he knew of English Lang.
and Lit., sparking off in my ignorant brain
a thirst and affinity for words
that make up this noble language of ours
which is insatiable until such time,
a rare event, when the rhythm
and meaning flow together in a living stream
wending its tortuous way down to a sea
that laps constantly in my mind
seeking forever true constancy in sound
and meaning.
These words, these words, honed into place
living pieces in the jigsaw of language
each has its position for a time
and yet the slightest movement, juxtaposition,
nuance, will throw everything into confusion
commencing the next search for a stone
that will provide foundation for my
thoughts and there may one build such
a castle of words and battlements with
sufficient strength and mortared meaning
that will withstand the weary winds of time
in perpetuity.
Lindfield High Street
One day I played at the start of the war
With my Hornby train set on my Granny’s floor
When a strange sound suddenly came from afar
Through the front door that was always ajar.
The sound grew louder as I ran out to the street
And my heart kept time to the drum’s solemn beat
As there round the bend where the gravestones lie
Came the Highland tartans with their pipes held high.
And there by The Tiger, formerly an inn,
They started to play the tune By Loch Linnhe
My heart was bursting with youthful pride
As I marched and I marched at the soldiers’ side.
Past Araminta’s where Granny took tea
Past the sweet smell of the old bakery
Down to the pond where the swans took fright
And on through the common in the bright sunlight.
There I left them with a tear in my eye
For the sound of the pipes make strong men cry
As they go into battle with the drum’s solemn beat
And the cries of the fallen in the dust, blood and heat.
Now many years on I think of their fate
As the pipes played them in to the beaches of hate
And I march down the street to the solemn beat
Of a single drum in the noonday heat.
In Winter
A gale is roaring from the West
Enraged grey clouds storm low across the sky
All fields and woods seem filled, unblest
And branches wrested from a swaying elm
For crazy moments upwards fly.
Cold rain cuts down, cascades from