I am the middle link of a short chain of Paul Mayburys. The Paul Maybury Sr. is a retired Physical Chemist, Paul Maybury Jr. is me, and Paul Maybury who doesn't use the 3rd in his name is a quite famous graphic novelist. Googling Paul Maybury will get you several pages of the 3rd with a sprinkling of me, mostly as a poet, although I make my meager living as a visiting nurse. I have been married to the mother of the 3rd link for 27 years. She is an extremely long suffering woman from Chile and is also in the Health field. We hope to retire to Chile in a few years, and meanwhile I continue to work, read, write, and enjoy life as much as possible. My dog, who is the subject of many of my poems and youtube videos, is named Miguel.
I have been writing poems since sixth grade, although I went through a several decade hiatus until the early 21st century. I am an avid admirer of the nineteenth century american poet Edith M. Thomas, and I recommend her to you highly.
I have collected her complete published works that are in book form at great expense and with much effort, but the good news for you is, that after one hundred years, her works are now again available through publish-on-demand booksellers.
Words put away like wine,
ferment not in the bottle but in the mind.
Seething soundless in the dark,
unseen bubbles leave no mark.
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I am tired of people who quote the gods
And spoil their children with their rods.
Sweet little innocents threatened with flame.
Surrounded by elders all taught the same.
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They sit in quiet rows upon folded linen sheets,
They gaze with quiet eyes upon the empty streets.
No movement stirs their breast, no strong heart beats,
The rows of quiet old ones, on padded seats.
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I remember the fate filled day,
I opened that old tome.
Serendipity is the way,
We find our true heart's home.
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There are some birds outside
I've fed for many years.
Generations have gone by
You'd think they'd lose their fears.
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