Birds in their nest on a stormy night

A Poem inspired by the wind and rain we had last night. Looking out the window watching the trees swaying I just could'nt help thinking about the birds.
Cherry

The Church and the Devils 13

Murder, a priest and paganism in Anglo Saxon Northumbria
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The Church and the Devils 12

Murder, a priest and paganism in Anglo Saxon Northumbria
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The Church and the Devils 11

Murder, a priest and paganism in Anglo Saxon Northumbria

A Handful Of Stars

These things we think of, now and then. On waking suddenly in the coldest, darkest heart of the night I could speak of those things, but not now.
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Death Makes Us Small

You left the world last night Sudden as the flick of a switch I saw the moment you surrendered And everything, everything shrunk- Eighty-eight years of life, minus three days

Rulers

Upon this table I dine with my emotions; Across from me, lust is sat, her tempting eye looking me over. To my left, greed seeks to conspire with me, plotting away.

GLOWING LIKE A PEACH

I popped on a bus without any fuss into the post office for a special stamp Back three times Oh! what a long queue I had already stopped for a cuppa to stop feeling blue

TIED UP AT THE OFFICE (True)

My job at the office then was a telephonist see no time hardly for a cup of tea I would always say "Good morning how can I help you"? The boss had gone out I sat in my turnable chair

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