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Poetry Sample

The Passage of Time  by Alan A Hart

The poem below is entitled “The Passage of Time “ and was first published in the book, “Poetrographs”.

The author, Alan Hart, states that there are several churches and cathedrals that have inspired him, over the years. Winchester cathedral, which hosts the occasional classical music recital, has wonderful sound qualities he says. The real jewel in the crown though, is in it’s library - the absolutely fantastic Winchester Bible.

The visit that gave rise to this piece of creative writing though, was most memorable. Not far from the main front entrance and to one side, is the cloister like walkway shown in the image. The afternoon sun was striking the far end of the corridor, which bathed the end wall in a golden light.

The photograph which appeared in the book alongside the poem, appears below also. It doesn’t quite do justice to the author’s perception of the scene yet it is a faithful reproduction of the image that was on the negative. Realism rather than a piece of photographic art is the author’s description.
The Passage of Time

The photograph that accompanied “The Passage of Time” in the book, Poetrographs

The Passage of Time

What feet have trod these ancient flags and passed these stately portals? 

The armoured heels and satin-ed soles of oh so many mortals.

They came to seek the salve of hymn, or soothing sermon-ed phrases; 

To find some peace, seek ailment's cure or sing the good Lord's praises.

 

But those whose eyes are not downcast can yet see other pictures;

A narrow door and straightened path with no pervading strictures.

Though many ways lead left and right, the shortest route is clear,

To focus vision straight ahead, dispelling journey's fear.

 

There is real need with all Gods kin to keep the gaze affixed,

To keep our destine's light in view, horizons line transfixed,

So lift your gaze like those of yore who trod this ancient floor,

Set not your eyes to left or right but on the golden door!