Second Wind

Slow go the winds of time, to reign in futures is to harness destiny, a trove of completeness, lack of hope, groaning for the intangible, the gaping...

Good news meets the lack

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Why did Jesus say he’d come bringing news that’s good? beaten, scorned though he had done nothing ever bad...

A Little More

The heavy thrum, thrum, thrum of the rain against the window is hypnotic. I’m staring at the paper on the desk and nothing is coming to me. The...

Never say ‘bored’!

I’m b o r e d ! What! … an intriguing, intricate world to explore that cannot, really cannot, ever anybody bore!

Thus We Start

Thus we start P K Routray The Lord, the Almighty call we whatever Him, we must constantly remember and express our gratitude in abandon with every...
Gold cherry
Poem of the week

In Cardiff Jail

Who was it said that... "In this life a man plays many parts...."?

Poetic Praise

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Mind assenting thoughtfully, heart consenting feelingly, mouth presenting audibly praises to our Lord. Hymns recording faithfully scripture truths poetically teach of pardon, grace so free, peace now with our Lord. …

A Man Alone

A Man Alone - by Paul McCann . I stand before you in a world that continues to ask , where has the child gone ? My but you have grown up so fast. Or...