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Leslie de la Haye

Poetry

My Fragile Heart

My fragile heart has been dead for so long, No longer then does it sing love's true song It weeps the tears of un-requited love Like the broken wings of a turtle dove Cast aside, by an unscrupulous soul 'Tis buried deep in a dark black hole. My fragile heart…
Leslie de la Haye
15th November 2011
Poetry

Soldiers of the SAS

‘Soldiers of the SAS.’ Why do these brave men go, where angels fear to tread? Through the darkest valley deep and over lands of dead These pilgrims of the Crown; always further they shall go Beyond the last Blue Mountains, ever barred by snow Across those seething angry, or calm…
Leslie de la Haye
3rd March 2011
Poetry

Life’s Ebb and Flow

The sparkling ebb and flow of the trickling streams A brilliant creation in summer night dreams Soft silent blossoms of the white floating clouds Loud whispering butterflies gather in crowds. Fragrance of blossoms, and the sparkle of dew Brings back sweet memories of yellow and blue Yellow of buttercups, deep…
Leslie de la Haye
3rd December 2010
Poetry

Dark and morbid escapes

I sit in the fading light of a cold waning moon, to contemplate the future of life's bitter gloom I dream of cold pie with sweet peaches and cream, but soon then I realise, it's naught but a dream I count then the stars in the sky all very bright,…
Leslie de la Haye
26th October 2010
Poetry

Dawn on the South Downs’

Over the south soft rolling hills of the South Downs, Horizon wears beauty, as Royalty wear crowns, As water-weak Sun streaks the pink-red morning skies, In the far past distance, a cold Autumn night dies. Dawn's final destination of awakening, As each tiny flower's head its sleep forsaking, Heralding in…
Leslie de la Haye
26th July 2010
Poetry

Sad lament

I no longer sing a sad lament Of all the wasted hours I have spent In dark jungles green with rivers deep Where even the hard men stood to weep. I no longer sing a sad lament Of unhappy hours that I have spent In army planes above treetops tall…
Leslie de la Haye
17th July 2010
Poetry

In memory of my Dad

As I gush forth with deep dark emotions Dredged up with pain from life's torrid ocean I contemplate all that has gone before Leaving me adrift on war's bitter shore. I suffered life a tormented child Always unruly, and extremely wild Bereft of having a father at home I so…
Leslie de la Haye
17th July 2010
Poetry

In my youth

When I was strong in my youth my son, When I was young and so in my prime, There wasn't a pace that I could not set Nor a mountain that I could not climb. When I was strong in my youth my son, When I was so brash and…
Leslie de la Haye
11th July 2010
Poetry

Called to sleep

For never will my eyes sore bleed Though solace is my sorest need Death nor has compassion spare It neither heeds nor does it care It took away my own true love My only sweet and precious dove Buried now beneath green turf Where beds of crimson roses surf Across…
Leslie de la Haye
11th July 2010
Poetry

Virtuosity-Bellicosity

Oh come fly to me on Emerald wing, With your poetic voice of Angels sing, Such sweet abundance just articulate, And charm the world before it gets too late. Virtuosity-Bellicosity. Oh serenade for all down trodden folk Just sing of loving times; or tell a joke Sing soft and low…
Leslie de la Haye
8th July 2010