When fishes flew and forests walked     And figs grew upon thorn, Some moment when the moon was blood     Then surely I was born. With monstrous head and sickening cry     And ears like errant wings, The devil's walking parody    On all four-footed things. The tattered outlaw of the earth,     Of ancient crooked will; Starve, scourge, deride … Continue reading Poem – “The Donkey”

The men that worked for EnglandThey have their graves at home:And bees and birds of EnglandAbout the cross can roam. But they that fought for England,Following a falling star,Alas, alas for EnglandThey have their graves afar. And they that rule in England,In stately conclave met,Alas, alas for England,They have no graves as yet.-G.K. Chesterton

They haven't got no noses,The fallen sons of Eve;Even the smell of rosesIs not what they supposes;But more than mind disclosesAnd more than men believe. They haven't got no noses,They cannot even tellWhen door and darkness closesThe park a Jew encloses,Where even the law of MosesWill let you steal a smell. The brilliant smell of … Continue reading Poem – “The Song of Quoodle”

There fared a mother driven forthOut of an inn to roam;In the place where she was homelessAll men are at home.The crazy stable close at hand,With shaking timber and shifting sand,Grew a stronger thing to abide and standThan the square stones of Rome. For men are homesick in their homes,And strangers under the sun,And they … Continue reading Poetry – “Christmas Poem”

I had grown weary of him; of his breathAnd hands and features I was sick to death.Each day I heard the same dull voice and tread;I did not hate him: but I wished him dead.And he must with his blank face fill my life-Then my brain blackened; and I snatched a knife. But ere I … Continue reading Poem – “Thou Shalt Not Kill”