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don’t use Twitter as a social network as I am not into social networking so if
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Meanwhile...
In 2010 I posted two poems that I had written by way of a tribute to Doris Day. A number of you asked me to include them in my new collection Tracking the Torchbearer that will be published here in the UK during February/Match this year. I have just finished collating the poems for the book, and only managed to find room for one of them (today’s poem); it will appear in the Opening Up To Love section and I will include a Note to say how I came to write it after listening to Doris singing Love’s Little Island. I first heard the song many years ago and, being a romantic through and through, it has always been a favourite of mine. [Okay, so it's not a gay song, but since when did heterosexuals have a monopoly on love?]
If you want to read my Tweets, go to: https://twitter.com/rogertab
Meanwhile...
In 2010 I posted two poems that I had written by way of a tribute to Doris Day. A number of you asked me to include them in my new collection Tracking the Torchbearer that will be published here in the UK during February/Match this year. I have just finished collating the poems for the book, and only managed to find room for one of them (today’s poem); it will appear in the Opening Up To Love section and I will include a Note to say how I came to write it after listening to Doris singing Love’s Little Island. I first heard the song many years ago and, being a romantic through and through, it has always been a favourite of mine. [Okay, so it's not a gay song, but since when did heterosexuals have a monopoly on love?]
In another section of the book, Lasting Impressions, I will also include a tribute to the late, great Ella Fitzgerald called Ella Sings The Blues. [See blog entry March 2010.]
Hopefully,
there will be something for everyone in what will probably be the last
collection I publish in book form. Book sales are already plummeting, and have
never been too good for poetry anyway, so I may well only kindle publish Diary of a Time Traveller to mark my 70th birthday in 2015.
By the way, none of my poetry books
are available as e-books yet, but I will see how poetry transcribes to e-format
later this year.
As regular readers are aware, UK
readers can order any of poetry titles at any UK bookstore or try their local
public library; all readers (including overseas) can order signed copies direct from me at a blog
discount & pay via PayPal. Enquiries to: rogertab@aol.com with ‘Blog Reader' in
the subject field or the email will not be opened.
CASTAWAYS
Washed up on an island
in a misty dream,
passing centuries shadowing us
(wings across golden sand)
Game to explore an island
in a misty dream,
fair memories waving back at us
(castle flags on golden sand)
Last seen kissing on an island,
sea mist closing in,
too soon, time’s tide covering us
(footprints on golden sand)
Closer to nature on an island,
(love’s lasting dream)
earth’s descant surely winging us,
seabirds across golden sand
As golden sand to ocean waves
are the world’s lovers…
though humankind run the gamut
of nature’s grudges against it
Copyright R. N. Taber 2010
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