Guest Poem “Yellow Battering” by Pel Farrant

Delighted – and awed – to lean that a friend was inspired to write a poem in response to my previous blog words and photo. With his permission, here it is:

Yellow Battering
by Pel Farrant

The unknown poet,
soaked in yellow blood,
trudged a cornfield’s silent alley,
death-trampled by poetic giants,
archæologically-seeking originality.

There he met a wise elder-dog,
whose demeanour offered
far greater lessons
of words – and carols –
than codified encyclopædia
of all Kings and poets…

Tread untrod paths,
else trample afresh.
For via those lie
discoveries,
new meanings,
colourful wisdom
and vibrant language.

This giants’ causeway is sterile:
its basalt has shed humus,
so as not to soil worshipped feet.
But in dirt lies life;
in persistence lies progress;
in unpromising seams, lies gold:

Poetic nuggets,
glistening in purity,
rather than dripping
the brash blood-yellow
of fool’s gold.

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