Till we have built Jerusalem - a poem by Chris Zachariou

The White Cliffs of Dover

Cotton fluffy clouds
sailing in clear blue skies
English roses blooming
in perfect English gardens.

Perfect English oak trees
rooting to the Magna Carta
in this perfect English village
with its perfect village green.

Atthis Abandons Sappho - a poem by Chris Zachariou

Portrait of Sappho

I'll always love you Sappho,
my love of yesteryear.

A graceless child you thought me
but you took my hand and loved me
with a kind of love that burned.