Poem

Oh Paul

Ahem...before for anybody says anything, this is tongue in cheek. Every morning, before I do anything else, I give myself 10 minutes (no more) to write a really loose sonnet about whatever comes into my head. My only rule is it has to rhyme. Nothing else matters - I don't even have to agree with what I'm writing. Technically, as sonnets they're pretty damned dire - but that doesn't matter either. By the time I'm done the mind has warmed up.
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St John’s (after Van Morrison)

Cerys playing tunes this morning on my radio birds chirp the trees of St John’s and I’ve fine coffee from Guatemala the sun streams through and a...

Prepared for danger

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Wise words to treasure, hoard – keys from the Super-Lord: keep constantly in thought life-tools to use as...

JEAN PIERRE AND HIS LETTERS

Jean Pierre coated his French Letters

BOYHOOD

There goes that Gene Autry song once more – Back in the Saddle Again on a hit parade of memories when boys sought out a hero or two with Roy Rogers...

The Trysting Tree

You were married - I wasn't 'quite' free When we met at the LSE At a talk on anthropology You liked the talk and smiled at me Reiterating the point...

Contagious smiles..

It's the small things in life that to me are the most significant... how one simple moment can make the most difference... Driving alone,...

The Easter Men

If only they could speak. What tales would they tell? What songs would they sing?

HIGHER EDUCATION IS A WONDERFUL THING

Higher education is a wonderful thing But achieving it is not without expense

reflexion

if you stand on the shore, admiring the blue line, then there is no land, there is no water no blue, just a reflexion of nothingness on you
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