Ode to the Fields.

The rushes and the vines, The trees and the pines, The river and the stream, The light ray sun beam. How could they all have went away? I ask myself everyday. If you fail, we all do, Those words wrung so true.

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The Earl of the Golden Sands

Strange thing, love. You never know it until it hits you, twice. I’ve fallen in love with he that I will not name a year or so ago. I could not stop thinking about him and how much I wanted him. Of course, our meetings were rare and fleeting. There wasn’t much between us, we [...]

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Vaughan Williams’s Fantasia on a Theme by Thomas Tallis

the bliss of the English pastures green, the howling rain and the flowing streams, the shivering snow and the calm sun beams, the whispering forests and the rustling leaves, the stoney walls and the silent eaves.

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Blue Rose

From the first time I set my eyes upon you, I knew that we could never be together. Your beauty surpassed my imagination, The rivers, seas, forest trees, the weather. I cannot help but be entranced by you, The frangrance, touch, sounds and hues. Taken aback, silenced and bewitched, As I gazed upon your eyes [...]

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Various ditties associated with red corduroy trousers

Those legs of which scarlet encase, Doest make my heart run quicker pace, The sign of great true gentlemen, ‘Honi soit qui mal y pense.’ ===== The ridges are of the mountains red, The dents of valleys and ravines, These trousers are of the countryside, These cords, great men, be seen. ===== Red cotton velvet [...]

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The Blue Rose

Aria for male soprano/countertenor, theorbo and dulcimer:    Cold is my soul, warm is my heart, As I behold upon this sight, of beauty and enchantment, entranced by this Blue Rose.  – My Lord, why doest thou punish! For fair as this, I see, Touch and caress, I cannot. Tormentment and torment.  – I will know [...]

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A poem about a return trip from London to Birmingham

I found this stuck in a book. It is about that shitty trip I had when I got stranded in Oxford in 2006. ===== So at London Paddington I sit and wait for the train For over an hour more The time drives me insane. At eight forty-three I miss And hope for eight fourty-five [...]

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Thomas’s Lament

Aria lyrics for male soprano/countertenor and harpsichord. For the background of this aria compsition, you must read A.S. Byatt’s The Children’s Book novel to understand. As for the music, I have not yet composed it. ===== I walked one Mid-Summer’s eve And climbed the House upon the Tree Gathered my memories of childhood and dreams [...]

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The Mines

There was once a man who went down the mines, He was then young and in his prime. For days no one heard from him, then weeks turned to months, The years then did past, the decades passed in time. Around the shaft grew the hill berries, The grasses and weeds within danced merrily. The [...]

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White scarf

There were no ermine capes, No velvet gowns and golden lace. There were no pretty flowers fair, Nor sweet and pungent smells in air. The silk top hats are put away, The bicornes saved for another day. White cotton scarves they all worn, Their edges frayed, their corners torn. Processed down the pave’d lane, One [...]

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