Category Archives: Poetry

mostly my poems

Starting the month off right

October’s here – it’s time to write again. Before I can give out I must take in, receive some input, a message of hope to my dry old heart, morsels of wisdom from heaven.  ‘Man cannot live on bread alone’, … Continue reading

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Front of house

Ideas tumble, refusing to sit still; perhaps I should keep mum, Allow the endless circling, but only hidden in my brain, No exit given, no train of thought to lead a merry dance from A to B: Just block ‘em … Continue reading

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Listening to your life

Ray composed a poem just for me and I can “do what I like with it”! I think that has to be a first. Best of all it’s a really good poem and even before I gained permission I was … Continue reading

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Nothing has changed

Just when you thought that it was safe… Or probably you did not think at all – A violent eruption from the depths. “Come on, you knew it was there!” But ‘out of sight is out of mind’… . All … Continue reading

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Fools’ Day

Can’t stop crying this morning; Overwhelmed with grief for all that’s lost, Broken-hearted for my children’s pain, Such a struggle walking on this path… Weary to my bones – enduring still, Faithful to the road that brought us here – … Continue reading

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Reblogged from Malcolm Guite

Originally posted on Malcolm Guite:
In the little space between Mothering Sunday, which was also of course Refreshment Sunday!! (what a relief!) and Passion Sunday, I thought we might have some refreshment and change here as well before resuming the…

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The cost of compulsive gambling

My son, Lord – my heart My big mouth. I am turned inside-out, Inner workings exposed to the light A compulsion, an exhibition… There’s no privacy in this family! Dirty linen, warts and all, No secret anguish undeclared. . My … Continue reading

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