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Stations of The Cross. Epilogue

Meeting at Galilee John 21: 1-19 Beside the sea of Galilee His new life now began. Still wet from the swim ashore, He crouched by the fire. As Jesus...

Stations of The Cross - Fifteenth Station

Jesus risen from the dead. Mark 16: 4 - 8 Gathered in the gloom, Of the cold upper room, The disciples in despair, The women more resigned, Getting...

Stations of The Cross - Fourteenth Station

Jesus laid in the tomb. Mark 15: 46,47 Gently,gently, let him down, Help us lift his thorny crown. Wipe the blood from his face, He shall no longer...

Stations of The Cross - Thirteenth Station

Jesus dies on the cross. Mark 15: 34 – 37 A man on a cross is about to die, While the world seems to be holding its breath. On the hill the afternoon...

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A smile at Christmas

Posted on Sun, 24 Dec 2023

I liked the play on words Luigi, some much needed light relief at Christmas, and hoping you are having the best one.

(minor point; maybe typo on: 'whose ain wes a safe life' ?)

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A sad poignanat refection,

Posted on Mon, 25 Dec 2023

A sad poignanat refection, and all too true for those for whom Christmas is as much the abscence of loved ones; I thought you expressed this elequently Paul.

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Congratulations

Posted on Sun, 24 Dec 2023

You did it Rhiannon, rounded off the series in style; and you got that last Z in perfectly.

Dougie

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So true Rhiannon

Posted on Sat, 23 Dec 2023

Yes, and yes, just as it is, a nice one Rhiannon. For us a change this year; I usually do all the catering, while my wife does all the rest; but this year we go to our sons, so I don't have to do anything - apart from falling asleep watching Dr...

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'Grey ‘air-ship’ convoy

Posted on Fri, 22 Dec 2023

'Grey ‘air-ship’ convoy clouds lumber across the sky,'  What a delightful image; it reminds me - in the best possible way of Ted Hughes 'tented skies' if I recall correctly; and with all of it a great poem that brings to life the subject. A...

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Thank you Jenny. I enjoy

Posted on Wed, 20 Dec 2023

Thank you Jenny. I enjoy poems that  use natural motiffs  And you may have noticed that I'm more active now, having decided to consolidate my support where I find more community. And let's all hope for a more peaceful Christmas and New Year....

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Winter blues

Posted on Tue, 19 Dec 2023

This evokes our own habitat, albeit not quite so icy, but muddy yes - we call it poached. Another good poem - well done.

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I tip my cap!

Posted on Wed, 20 Dec 2023

Yes, something was lost when men eschewed hats; I liked this poem, it reminded me to find more of mine.

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Very evocative; I visualised

Posted on Wed, 20 Dec 2023

Very evocative; I visualised a cold dark church, with the candle light offering us hope - maybe?

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"feeding memories that are

Posted on Wed, 20 Dec 2023

"feeding memories that are scattered like many breadcrumbs". Lovely imagey, and lovely poem, to cheer us all up; thak you Jenny.

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