‘Faust Foresees His End’: A Poem by Martin Briggs
Faust Foresees His End Now, as holy darkness falls And curfew reigns within the walls, To each gatehouse troops ...
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‘Remains’: A Deep Sea Poem by Martin Briggs
Remains No-one saw them tumble empty down the fathoms, somersaulting gently on their way, at random caught and wafted ...
Awww, what a beautiful comment, Mark. It's lovely to hear of the joys of marital bliss after 53 years. Congratulations!…
C.B., it's always interesting to read your take on my poems, and I've got to say I agree with you…
Alec, this is a touching tribute to a camp coach/counselor. I had my own at Camp Paisano near Alpine, Texas.…
Margaret, I was thinking about the vast variety of Moms when I wrote it. Thank you for pointing that out…
Margaret, thank you for the read and remarks. First Presbyterian is still there. As is Emmanuel Episcopal, which started at…
