Bryan Sefton : Writing

To Putin's army.

To Putin's army.

A Poem by Bryan Sefton


Delusion. Destruction.
You don't know me.

You don't know me.

A Poem by Bryan Sefton


In the home the carers help the aged cope See them washed, dressed and comfortable They place the daily news on the laps of some In the middle of a..
The Leprechauns lament

The Leprechauns lament

A Poem by Bryan Sefton


This is one of my first attempts at writing poetry. I would be about seventeen and my mother suggested the title. I knocked around with a rough bunch ..
To Glenys, on our golden wedding day.

To Glenys, on our golden wedding day.

A Poem by Bryan Sefton


A thank you to a very special person.
The Little cobbled backstreet.

The Little cobbled backstreet.

A Poem by Bryan Sefton


I have been called by some grown ups for calling this a children's poem.
Winter.

Winter.

A Poem by Bryan Sefton


Written as I watched my wife reading.
Lost Chances.

Lost Chances.

A Poem by Bryan Sefton


Opportunity knocking, nobody listening.
The over thinking bank robber

The over thinking bank robber

A Poem by Bryan Sefton


He stepped into the bank and yelled 'Everybody! On the floor!' His gun it covered all the room Especially the door He threw the sack to the teller..
Another wasteland.

Another wasteland.

A Poem by Bryan Sefton


War. When anger conquers reason. When anger conquers reason.
Where wild things go to die.

Where wild things go to die.

A Poem by Bryan Sefton


Death in the undergrowth.