Mark Hurlin Shelton : Writing

Father, my father

Father, my father

A Poem by Mark Hurlin Shelton


FATHER, MY FATHERFather my father who were you father?Father whose eyes were not two stars of the night skyFather who stuttered and tried to teach me ..
The Legend of the Leprechaun

The Legend of the Leprechaun

A Poem by Mark Hurlin Shelton


The Legend of the LeprechaunIf you should ever set a sailo'er the Irish seathen perchance you'll hear a talefrom old mythologyand its told in local dr..
deep wells are my dreams

deep wells are my dreams

A Poem by Mark Hurlin Shelton


Alone and awake this starless nightwith intangible thoughts that gather and scatter like vague ghostsmy fatigued mind battles to grasp thoughts to for..
Disposable Poem

Disposable Poem

A Poem by Mark Hurlin Shelton


These disposable Hopesin a disposable ageoh please help me disposeof this imposing cageI sit all alonein my disposable homeand call a disposable frien..
Once upon a perfect day

Once upon a perfect day

A Poem by Mark Hurlin Shelton


Over and up, in my minds eye a rainbowa sky and a sea and a garden of greenA breeze to blow all clouds away,I see children playOnce upon a perfect day..
Lament

Lament

A Poem by Mark Hurlin Shelton


For all the brain I never useThe muscles that I fail to flexThe bad habits that I strive to losethe the bliss I cannot find in sexFor all the hurts wh..
A word from the Father

A word from the Father

A Poem by Mark Hurlin Shelton


I give you my Life, my Love and my laughterYou are my chosen children, my sons and daughtersMy most cherished works of artformed from the sinews of my..
The Tale of King Midas

The Tale of King Midas

A Poem by Mark Hurlin Shelton


A lyrical poem about King Midas,how everything he touched turned to gold,and how he learned not to be greedy.
The Fair helen of Troy

The Fair helen of Troy

A Poem by Mark Hurlin Shelton


A fun poem about the poet "falling in love "with a marble bust of Helen of Troy in the Victoria and Albert Museum, writtten in the late 1980s.
A sayer of Joyous "yes".

A sayer of Joyous "yes".

A Poem by Mark Hurlin Shelton


By birth or by thought or by bitten experienceMy mind is my own , I wander apartfrom that happy herd of settled livesThis person a puzzle a poet a str..

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