P.T. MacWilliam

Devon, UK

Born: Lanner, Cornwall. 1922. Educated: Six Elementary, two secondary schools. Employment: Royal Navy; London Transport Executive; British Rail; Freightliners Limited. Great Grandfather, and Grandfathers were master mariners; Father was a Military officer, Civil Servant. F.R.G.S.; married Emily Seppings, 1946; Sons: Peter, John; Grandchildren: Matthew, David, and Emma. Retired 1984; Researched family history; Researching H.M.S. Families, includes 101 verses "A sailor in the making".

Luminosity

There it is, a glowing light.
Shining brightly in the night
Though a mystery it may be.
Always shines for all to see.

The magic in its shining glow
And warmth created from its flow.
When alas there's searing heat.
Fright that sets hearts a beat.

One wonders, what is this thing.
Joy or fear that it may bring.
Transparent enmity, ghostly flare,
Demands respect and your care.

Spectral luminary, burning bright.
What are you, wondrous sight.
When you're out, I know not where.
Are you hear or are you there.

When you're here its a delight.
You make it day during night.
It is a mystery, it has a name.
A visible passion, a living flame.

Beyond

My days are done, what is to be,
The future that is unknown to me.
In deepest thought I ponder long,
with hope, with fear, I may be wrong.

My ectoplasm departs from me,
Into the other what shall I see.
On a mission, I know not where,
Will I know when I am there.

Eternal space in blackest night.
Through the cosmos, stars a bright.
The spiritual world, there to greet,
Loved ones demised, I may meet.

Will I haunt and be earthbound
And frighten all who are around,
Or enter heaven or maybe hell,
Only my makers there to tell.

Then again it has been said,
Not forever will I be dead
Reincarnation and back to earth
The spark of life in my rebirth.