Valet, Scholar and Blackbird,
by Charmaine Munch (Trelawny)
And so, it is gone.
O marvellous log
Your monk marginalia
Was a monastery blog.
The Scholar and the Blackbird.
Basta! How can that be true?
St Columba was a dove white as snow.
as you know
And a blackbird is black
And a dove its exact opposite,
Except when falling down a chimney.
Heck, and are there any
That can spell syllabust?
Well anyway, old pupil pal and dove
You left your footprints on our carpet,
Pale green, like grass under a pot
Or Mr Minty’s complexion after a rugby weekend.
We’ll miss you a lot,
Till we won’t know you’re gone.