Ian Clegg Walsh - Heavy Rusted Steel

Heavy Rusted Steel - a first volume of poetry

Over 50 poems. 280pp in PDF format

A collection of original poems that distracted me from my artistic endeavours for a while. There is a second volume (unpublished) and if I don't detect repetition there may be a third! I started learning the rules of verse, but quickly abandoned them. Rather than wax lyrical about my qualities I'll just present you with a sample:

Meadow 

After tea we’ll go

let’s leave the picnic

behind.

time will darken the skies

it’s a fair drive

Clover flexes and

releases

by some unknown life.

cruise control holds us

in lane

A hawk hovers

and is so still

until I grab my camera!

this patch of ground

is waiting for the collector

Down on your knees

on an open mat

a multitude of flowers.

all the same,

all unique,

you and I were so

different

I like to watch you

happy and

excited as you run after the

butterflies.

there’s one you’ve never

seen before

The meadow slopes so steeply

when I run my legs

struggle to keep up.

I see your face from the side

is there a garden as glorious?

Friends are not here

family were not informed,

just you and me and the bees.

oh how we walk around

not holding hands,

butterflies and plants

in summer sun