Puerile Depression  by P B Taylor @PhillipBTaylor
Puerile Depression  by P B Taylor  @PhillipBTaylor
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PUERILE DEPRESSION

By P B Taylor

Oh God, I am so depressed
I feel unfulfilled weakly wasted
In this contradictory infinity
With its so many failures

Of necessity it does me good
Forces me to realise a future
To have all that is so practical
Remaining devoid of any tender feeling

Yes, I am The Rebel again
For all that remains never real
Always in between the lies
Of the youth living

Defeated

Cambridge. Sidney Sussex. Spring 1976

Phillip Taylor MBE was born in Amersham and educated at London University and the Inns of Court School of Law. His working life was spent, firstly at the BBC in London, in the Ministry of Defence and the Army, and then as a barrister at law and mediator at Lincoln’s Inn after he was called to the Bar.

He was Chairman of the Society of Civil Service Authors Poetry Workshop from 1982 to 1986 and contributed to their annual anthology FOCUS. His poems and short stories have appeared in journals, magazines and newsletters and some have been broadcast by the BBC. He has produced several poetry collections since 1972.

The Poetry Workshop was founded by Bill Barnes in 1970. It was a part of the Society of Civil Service Authors (founded in 1935) which now known as the Society of Civil and Public Service Writers.
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