Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
Tag Archives: friends
“If I make merit by doing goodand share it with others,how much will I be left with?” “All of it.” “How can that be?If I have a hundred bahtand share it with you,how much will I have?” “Fifty.” “How so?” … Continue reading
Posted in Bamboo Leaves Tagged candles, doing good, friends, light, merit, world Leave a comment
USE IT BUT BE RIGHT
I wish I was a millionairecould take it all and give it youand you and youand you and you and youand send you off to let you dojust what it is you want to. Use it and be right. And … Continue reading
WHERE ARE YOU NOW?
It was different in the past.Especially in the village. Before you could readBefore there were newspapersBefore there was radioBefore there were telephonesBefore there were filmsBefore there was TVBefore there were computersBefore there were smartphonesBefore there was the endless whisperingof global … Continue reading
Posted in Gnomonic Verses Tagged body, Brian Taylor, Church, computers, face to face, friends, future, global gossip, Hey, Imagination's Daughters, market, neighbours, Now, past, present, smartphones, suffering, TV, womb-tomb Leave a comment
The Children of Lightmark out their stretch of beachand claim as much of everythingas they can ever reach. (See the white horses riding highwhere sea touches the sky.) The Children play,the long, ever-day,under an always-smiling Sun,in Eternal Delight;which the Children … Continue reading
Posted in Gnomonic Verses Tagged Children of Light, dens, Empires, Eternal Delight, friends, fun, Gnomonic Verses, Never Forever land, penny candles, play, rock pools, smokily bright, white horses Leave a comment
RAISING THE DEAD
Because I cared,I kept my friends alivebathed in the light of the good times we had shared. But when I go back to comparethe in-between times too, I seethey have given up the fight(together with the good times that we … Continue reading
Posted in Oxford Blues Tagged decay, die, friends, good times, heart, in-between times, Judgement Hour, old age, old Mortality, pension, senility, Snooze Leave a comment