This was inspired by a poem written my my friend Rick Summat ("CoolHermit'). His was entitled "And In The Bright Morning". The World lost the brilliantly tallented Rick - the reclusive poet - in December 2020.


One bright morning
As the sun lit his room,
He realised that passion
Had a deeper meaning
Than he’d ever given credit for.
All those ladies
Who’d blessed his lust with gold;
Who’d given love in kind;
Had filled his diary,
Were fleeting notions to fill a verse.
But there was one –
I think Shirley her name –
Who came now out of nowhere
To take his hand again
Leading him to real paradise.
When that moment –
Magical as his life –
Flashed like rainbow lightening
On blank pristine pages,
He was gone away with the faeries.
Shirley checking
Her stocking seams are straight,
He knowing what it meant
To give the World such verse –
Just nectar. No kisses, and no sex…

Just reclusive poetic magic!

© griffonner 2022

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Written on 2022-01-21 at 17:10

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I think your friend Rick would have been touched by this. I certainly was. Beautiful expression of love, appreciation, and admiration for a beautiful friend, it's very lovely. Thanks.