We went on a long walk to Lewes
Along the old Drovers way
Following the ancient Trail of Juggs
on a wonderful sunny day Continue reading
We went on a long walk to Lewes
For her I dance,
Spinning and cavorting
Listening to the music
She creates in my heart
A different dance
Than the one we usually
No sheets or dim light
The awkward beauty
When once solid ground shifts beneath my feet
I search for solace in all I‘ve known before
Capricious sacrifice, blood and ink compete
Raw emotions rage, unrelenting mentor Continue reading
I steal my kiss back
and give it to you
take it keep it
plant it drop it
into the deep blue sea
do we trust
its pool below
to swallow us
I want to grow bigger
than the cliff
the water falls off
so I can catch you
lift up the clouds
that cloak you
water your garden
with the rain
in my hands
will we pick this
lily before the
rabbit steals it?
Your eyes shine
light my way
down our path
we walk by the river
overflowing with rain
I need your light
for this lily.
it is yours.
Hanging in stains, flecked with golden thread.
Dead to the world, a tapping
A symbol of time!
Chiming, a drop in the ocean
A notion frozen in crystals of tears. Continue reading
This winter’s morn white mist shields
the glen and country lane. Continue reading
The picket fence between me
and the road blends and
culminates with symmetry of
The above link is to a Twitter post by former Secretary of Labor, Robert Reich. The post is a conversation between him and a former GOP congressman –
“I spoke w/ my friend, a former GOP congressman, who’s as worried as I am about Trump’s mental state & potential ties to Russian operatives.”
What then follows is a script of the dialogue. The former GOP congressman asserts that the Republicans are waiting for him to implode, but before he does, they are using his reality television behavior and White House circus as a smoke screen so they can ram through as much of their agenda as they can without that becoming a focal point of the media who is now hanging on Trump’s every word and act. After I read the script….it led to this…. Continue reading
When the storm clouds are all around me, and there seems no place to hide
My soul cries out to Jehovah God and I reach deep down inside.
For it is deep inside my soul I find provision everlasting
Knowing Jehovah Jireh is always ready to provide. Continue reading
Your sleep deprived eyes.
Your love-filled smile.
for just a smile,
I went on to keep
you waiting for a long time Continue reading
14th Feb was poets corner best ever day for views with 822 views marvellous.
And it’s all down to the hard work that the authors put into poets corner.
Thank you all.
Stained glass caught it streaming through
Late afternoon delight
The warmth, the sudden comfort
of this winter pale sunlight Continue reading
After watching todays Press conference that was as much improv as it was impromptu, I watched the post-Press conference analysis on CNN, Trump’s arch enemy. I heard Jake Trapper, a CNN political analyst include this in his statement -“But then instead of focusing on his accomplishments and offering an optimistic, positive view of what he’s doing for this country, it was an airing of grievances. It was Festivus.” A presidential press conference was compared to an episode of a sitcom. There is nothing comical about this situation….but it did lead to this….. Continue reading
I am mesmerized by what I am watching on television every day. I’ve never seen anything like this before and it is hard for me to take my eyes off of it. It unfolds like fiction or a movie, but it is all too real. I just heard 45 say that none of his predecessors engaged the Russians in a positive friendly manner and “look how that’s worked out.” The last time I checked America is still The Land Of The Free. I don’t think 45 has really assessed the risk. Continue reading
At last there is a beam of light
Coming from your being
Years of wear and tear have brought
The sight that you are seeing
You’ve tried to keep the past contained
Believing you’re okay
Finally you’ve seen the truth
You’re calling it a day. Continue reading
If I were a penguin
I’m sure I’d think it nice
when all was cold around me
and the ground was thick with ice Continue reading
You have to give the guy credit. With all the fake news, rigged elections, tweeting and executive orders, Trump still found time to get himself smack dab in the middle of a real scandal – a potentially much worse than Watergate scandal. Now that takes some skill. But of course, we are finding out that he had been working on it for a long time. His first appointee gone over “a matter of trust.” That’s rich….and it led to this Continue reading
To Brighton for brunch on a Sunday
egg muffins and hot cups of tea
Meeting some Crouchers who now live close by
Holly, Grace, Sally and Lee Continue reading
Put your ear to the air.
Tune your senses to the long rhythms…
The sun is daily higher,
It knocks harder on grave’s door:
Beneath in the icy ground,
Life warms from near death
Shudders and swells and pushes against
The things that would keep it cold:
Poetry challenge: Valentines poem.
(Ceramic piece painted by Miriam Hurdle)
It was serendipity that we met.
Summer had not stated yet, but
It was the final week of school.
I decided to go to
This group met at home.
We chatted, we snacked.
You asked what I did for fun,
I smiled, didn’t answer the question.
What is this I see?
The shimmer of years yet to be,
The draping of a quilted sight,
The flaking hope on a snowy night.
A sea of mist sprung from your lips,
The intonation of your tender quips. Continue reading