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Allauddin...Chapter 5

Of hymns and hunting and musical delights...…

When the light of your eyes shall make pallid the mean lesser lights I pursue , And the charm of your presence shall lure me from love of the gay “thirteen two.” - Kipling.More or less in unison and more or less in tune the congregation sang,“Except…

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Allauddin....Chapter 4

Adeline's adventure in India continues.…

Like a cobra which has cast its coils spiralling conch-like three times… the enchantress of the world, slender as a lotus stem, bright as a lightning flash, lies sleeping, breathing softly in and out, murmuring poems in sweet metres, humming like a d…

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Sonnet On a Journey

A short love poem rediscovered after fourteen years.…

  Be still O rolling waves and hear The happy telling of my love, And you frail craft that homeward steer, Let go the driving winds above! Now all you brethren of the sea, Stay a while and follow me For what I tell is true and wise, It cleaves even…

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Allauddin...Chapter 3

Captain Mackay shares a drink with the delightful Miss Adeline Blandford.…

III. Will you conquer my heart with your beauty, my soul going out from afar? Shall I fall to your hand as a victim of crafty and cautious shikar? - Kipling“Of course we never really have time to get away you know, Colonel Peck and I. He is ever so …

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Allauddin...Chapter 2

Captain Mackay returns to the house of the enigmatic Mr Allauddin Khan.…

II. There was a door to which I found no key: There was a veil past which I could not see: Some little talk awhile of me and thee There seemed and then no more of thee and me.  - Omar KhayyamTwo days later Mackay wound his way slowly through the same…

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Allauddin...Chapter 1

A tale of mystery and romance set in India in 1905.…

I. As I gazed....her countenance changed with her mind As she plann’d how to thrall me with beauty, and bind My soul to her charms, and her long tresses play’d From shade into shine and from shine into shade, Like a day in mid autumn, first fair, o h…

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Rose

Inspired by the art of Lucinda Lyons.…

Fair Rose of all seasons; Long enamored of you, The sun searches the daytime Then searches anew, Vainly hoping to snare you In his gossamer light. The stars in their towers All relish the sight Of your dark eyes gleaming And the glint of your smile. …

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The Dews of Adashino

. Motionlessly, the spider waited. As always, she was patient and vigilant, but her outward serenity belied an inner tension, the instinctive tension of the watcher, the hunter. If her mind could have conceived of time in human terms, it may have tol…

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Her Portrait

Inspired by the work of Lucinda Lyons with a nod to Swinburne.…

In a chamber suffused with emotion By the light of innumerable dawns, In a house betwixt forests and ocean, Where the briar rose bristles with thorns; There hangs her portrait in splendour, In mystic silence, forsaken, unknown, In lines both violent …

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Rashomon

Over the years I have paid homage to Japan in many of my poems but the following piece from 1995, seems particularly significant to me now in light of recent tragic events. It is based on an old Japanese folk tale about the Rashomon Gate in Kyoto. …

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Five Waka

Five short poems in the Japanese waka form.…

I O unceasing rain! You fill me with foreboding, As I lie awake All through the haunted hours That precede the golden dawn.II On the warm beach sand A spider’s trail meanders, A lone hunter’s path, Obscured by the summer breeze, Lost amidst the sighi…

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A Meeting With The Lady Renpit Nefer

A poetic meditation upon the mortal remains of the Lady Renpit Nefer.…

Introduction. One of my favourite places here in my home town of Adelaide is the South Australian Museum and one of the museum’s most interesting rooms is the Ancient Egypt gallery, a room that I have visited countless times, I can tell you. One of …

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Of Lost Souls and Fledglings

  Weary the soul who for love searches Along the highways of the night. Pity the bird that strays and perches Among the crags devoid of light. Each night they wait for tranquil moments Beneath the stars who watch and know And when the winds relent …

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Notes from My Journal

Four short poems written while travelling in Greece in 1996.…

I Morose and unkind, Unfeeling, unheeding, blind; The winds laugh and moan, Unknowing, unknown.II Hundreds of seashells, Some gathered from distant shores, Each one a treasure, A memento of the time I spent arm in arm with you.III A brown butterfly R…

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As Twilight Tide Draws Nigh....Part 2

A story of love and tragedy in the last days of World War II…

Part 2 picks up the story directly ehere Part 1 ended.Afternoon came and with it a gentle breeze. As they drove, the cloudless sky looked to Josef bluer than he could ever remember seeing it. As their Daimler passed by, the trees that lined the roadw…

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As Twilight Tide Draws Nigh...Part 1

A story of love and loss in the last days of the Third Reich.…

Josef awoke, and soon realized that it was early and that today he was on duty. Already bright sunlight was streaming in through his window. He loved this time of day; so fresh, so full of opportunity and promise. As he lay there he caught the faint …

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Across the Sea to Egypt

An exerpt from my novel Allauddin.…

 A wanton breeze blows o’er the sea,Far away from his place of birth;A colt unbridled, roaming free,A reckless child of sun and Earth;Forsaking gloom and winter rains,Fleeing the lands devoid of light,Across the lapis tinted plains,O how exuberant hi…

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Elegy

At the going down of the sun and in the morning, we will remember them.…

Upon the discovery in France in May of 2001 of twenty British soldiers killed in the battle of Arras on April 9th 1917.   In equal brotherhood they came, Embraced by Liberty who stands Together with the harlot Fame Beside the graves of gallant bands.…

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Sonnet on an Ionian Cove

A piece written in Greece in 1996 at the Bay of Pheia.…

 Every pebble in its placeUpon the quiet shore,Every bloom I see does graceThese hills a little more.Every tree its fragrance lendsTo scent the summer air,Every bird its sweet song sendsWhile perched I know not where.All this below a cloudless sky,Be…

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Soft Hours

An exerpt from my novel 'The Slave Princess'.…

“Soft hours of tender idleness Await both you and me For splendid colours of forgetfulness Now clothe the placid sea; Banishing our cares and sorrows And all that makes us weep, As the sea from the sunset borrows A veil to hide the deep. So…

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