DEAD POETS SOCIETY 2

My recent visit to Cornwall provided me with an opportunity to visit the graves of two significant and much loved Twentieth Century poets, Charles Causley and Sir John Betjeman. 

ST ENODOC’S CHURCHYARD
                        
A rhymer at a poet’s grave,
I wonder what unwritten words
lie buried with the great man’s bones.
Would those fine verses we admire
be overshadowed were his voice
to reawaken and declaim
some better poem than his best?
Sir John, beneath this ornate stone
in his beloved Cornish ground,
knew life is far from infinite,
that poems and passion, too, must die.
The great man, dear man, gentle man,
who said his piece and rests in peace,
now lends his pen to other men
while I stand here, amid the dunes
that guard his grave, my coat a shield
against the wind, and hear the sea
declaiming words that end in waves.