The Way began long time ago, In spring and winter deep in snow, I saw the Way I knew its charm, I knew that it could cause me harm, In that place such as I find, Courage, power and
Read more ...THE WAY
LIGHT
‘ Then there was light!’ Give me light, early morning light in all its delicate fronds Scraping through clouds or burning the edge Of the earth with cold fire. Give me dappled light, broken through trees Hazelnut light, bracken light,
Read more ...A Tale of Two Cities
A wall rose up to trap ideas And trapping people too, Those who stayed became the East Those who fled the few. Written in the blood of hope Martyr’s to the West. They came they saw they cried They chose
Read more ...The Patchwork Quilt
THE PATCHWORK QUILT. Across my bed silently it lies, That patchwork quilt, Its weight is warming, The colours vibrant Cathedral-like stained glass, It many stories tell. Each piece so delicately made It could be sewn By the Tailor
Read more ...Two Dead Birds
Two dead blackbirds either side a door A mother lying on her bed, who isn’t any more, A chaos of compassion, a hurricane of fear A wheel of spinning memories, all too near. Children plunging knives into vacant souls
Read more ...How do we know?
How do we know when a flower wants to be a flower? How do we know if a horse wants to be a worm? Or a giraffe wants to have short legs? How do we know what moves the very
Read more ...A TALE OF TWO CITIES
A wall rose up to trap ideas And trapping people too, Those who stayed became the East Those who fled the few. Written in the blood of hope Martyr’s to the West. They came they saw they cried They chose
Read more ...A Nocturne
After my father died there was a terrible silence, We searched for memories, One day someone sent a painting he had done Back to us. A nocturne in the true style of Whistler, My father was a great admirer of
Read more ...Growing Old
I have forgotten winter’s cold Can I forget that I am old? If I can pass through hail and ice And freezing winds not nice And temperatures far below Then how far up can I go? If fiercest winds
Read more ...Halloween
There were no pumpkins, no tricks, no treats, This Halloween. No dancing to haunting music, just a ghostly silence, In the clinging black graveyard night, Where memories and people were in another spirit world. The moon was on a day
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