Cherry

The Missing Madonna, Chapter 20 "Destination Reached"

The families reach Alexandria at last and now must find somewhere to settle. But will they, after their Pelusium experience?

Awe

If the world were as it was, filled with towering unconquered mountains, its valleys soft with mist and forests thick with silent trees. If its rivers ran clean, its seas were blue

Senses

Racing,racing my thoughts keep racing to what I think I deserve and what I've had happen-but comparing those two only leaves the mind and the soul empty. Seeing,seeing
Cherry

Hoot

Hoo-Hoooo...

A curate to the common

Safety from the twittering of the birds, The curate takes refuge in his holy house, From the heat of the day, From the rising sun, He prepares his breakfast, Unknowingly healing himself.

Teenage wisdom

a poem about knowing it all.. then realising you don't.

Michael Finnegan

There was an old man called Michael Finnegan He grew whiskers on his chinigin, the wind came along and blew them in again, poor old Michael Finnegan, begin again...

My Brother Is

i try and avoid poetry but every so often i try again...

I shouldn't have to break these bonds.

I shouldn't have to break these bonds This negativity shouldn't be here I've lost freedom and i didn't have to I won't look for it I just have to hope next time I don't lose it

Spare me

To what end hedonism? A sticky one, I'm sure. But it's fun getting there. Old age is a pretty nasty thing to die of.

Pages