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The Climate Changed "You were the sun Once I was perihelion Now you are aphelion!" Sang the perihelion of planet earth In low baritones What is the...

Pastoral songs P K Routray At this twilight days, sixty years hence when I gaze many things I find missing from sight only reminiscence for you here...

DAUGHTER OF JOAN OF ARC “Joan, Joan! “ They said. They took me away at force and burnt my flesh at stake. My ashes billowed then blended into the tar...

“It’s nearly eight o’clock love. They’ll be here in a minute!” John shouted up the stairs to his wife Sarah. She’d been getting ready for over an...

Little spaceman go to sleep and dream of outer space. One day, in a rocket, deep into the stars you'll race. One day in your cosmic ship, you'll meet...

There was once a boy called Jason-Jason who had been born with the power duplicate anything; wether it be a pile of rocks or a pile of gold...

We meet up in this café across town. I haven’t told Mum and Dad about this. I haven’t lied or dissembled, I just haven’t brought it up. Isn’t that...

Picture source is Wikipedia Commons artist is Rosa Bonheur painting is The Highland Shepherd. Image is Public Domain. Shepherds all over Britain used to count in this way which is believed to have come from a Brythonic Celtic language. Welsh counting is very similar even today. This poem uses the Scottish version.

When Adam sinned he had to sweat – his work a struggle – weed and thorn … When Jesus faced for us the cross he prayed in agony of sweat … One day we’ll have rich joy and peace, no troubles, thorns in work we do