By: Phil Charters

State: Victoria

Country:Australia

the brother of my soul

eucalypts,
that once stood the night
sentinels to my sleeping swag
where the fire burned for friends
warmed against sub zero,
have uprooted, fled
and the forest choir that
sang my awakening, silenced
sings no more
only the raven flies,caws,
and casts its shadow long
across my life
the sun no longer warms nor
lights my way through days
darkness engirds my soul
the raven lands.
morrigan launders, where
once friends in a trilogy
gave praise for their lives entwined
only the forest privy to the sacrament
of friendship
the land is bare
and the blood of the chosen
stains the ground
morrigan launders his clothes
the brother of my soul
while he sits his rock, a man among men
yet sees me no more
hears me no more
I see him, I hear him, always
the brother of my soul
alive in the raven,
in the strengh of the rock
I lean on him
in these my darkest days
alive in the symbols he chose,
alive in my heart,
forever,
the brother of my soul .


Copyright © Phil Charters 1999


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Comments: This Poem is for Jock Craigie.
A long time mate and the greatest man I will ever know. A real honour to have been a close friend. Passed on but never forgotten.

Name: Phil Charters
EMail: chrters@cybernex.net.au



Comments: i feel you are both blessd in having had each other as mates. beautiful poem . wonderful tribute

Name: Patricia
EMail: cvnv@aol.com



Comments: phil my freind
I feel preveileged and damn lucky to be shared past fifteen years or so with you and our be loved jock our life will never be the same again!
and You my mate translated our feelings for both of us.I hope one day all man kind will be like us we can come from one corner of the world
and meet and form a freindship good as ours.I am looking forward to be in the bush with you paying triubute to our mate!

Name: Kevin Dogrusever
EMail: dkevin@relax.net.au



Comments: Life is short, and if we're not careful, we'll look around and find it's passed us by.
Memories are sometimes all we have left at the end. It's good that you have such good memories of your friend.
This is also the best poem I've seen of yours posted here.

Name: RhymeMaster
EMail: rhymer01@thewritersnook.com



Phil
I agree with Rhymemaster:
It is the best you have ever posted my friend
done well- and as they say, well done..

regards...ml.david.........downunder-



Comments: I am very happy to have this poem chosen as "Poem of the month"
as the subject of this poem inspired me to write and his ideas will be greatly missed.He deserves every accolade.

Name: Phil Charter
EMail: charters@cybernex.net.au



Comments: i really enjoyed reading your lovely poem

Name: Dragonlady
EMail: Blackettlady@hotmail.com



Comments: Great poem--it sure beats the garbage that gets onto the internet. Hope to see more

Name: Lennard Mechlowski
EMail: lennard@one.net.au



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