https://www.charliebury.com/poems/Recent content in Poems on Charlie BuryHugo -- gohugo.ioen-ukSat, 02 Mar 2024 12:00:00 -0500https://www.charliebury.com/poems/umbrae_corvi/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000https://www.charliebury.com/poems/umbrae_corvi/The shadows of the crow soar overhead, Above the roofless walls where monks have bled. The immense abbey church in glory stood, A temple hewn of stone and holy wood; Named for the One, the Holy, and the True, Before the raze of kings and thunder blew. Now stripped of altars, bare and forbidden, The sacred mysteries in dust are hidden. Driven to scattered homesteads, poor and damp, The religious fled the extinguishing of the lamp.https://www.charliebury.com/poems/the_first_stroll_of_spring/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000https://www.charliebury.com/poems/the_first_stroll_of_spring/O spring, thy gentle current fills the air, Thy breezes sting no more but whisper fair; The birdsong wakes the dawn and holds the hour, As daylight opens outwards like a flower. The winter’s weeping wetland starts to yield, And boots walk freely on the drying field. I stretch my legs across the open grass, Where newborn lambs against their mothers pass; Just past the village edge, the pathways run