Kevin Saving
For All We Own and Are
days narrow into night.
For all we note, compare
the light and the half-light,
we’ll sniff the evening air
and still fall cowed, contrite.
For all we love and like
foul seasons follow fair;
monsoon and earthquake strike
for all we do and dare.
And time ticks up the stair
for all we owe, and are.
Forgotten Storms
Safe-harboured, we forget the storm
which almost had us wrecked.
Tonight, we’ll sleep secure and warm:
safe-harboured, we forget the storm.
To next day’s forecast we’ll conform
(today’s proved incorrect).
Safe-harboured, we forget the storm
which, almost, had us wrecked.
Kevin Saving trained as a psychiatric nurse at the University of Northampton. He has self-published two chapbooks, A Brand of Day (1994) and Rough Bearings (2005). His work has been published in such diverse outlets as Poetry Express, The Independent on Sunday, Krax, and Poetry Review, and by The Happenstance Press. His poem ‘Dog Otter’ won third prize in the 2006 National Poetry Competition.
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