Chaplain: “This poor man has been battered by violent winds, sharp daggers of sound, pitch perfect, piercing and fearsome”. Priest: “But he is protected is he not? Do not his vestments provide shelter? Do not his long coat and heavy boots provide a sanctuary for his weary feet and broad frame?” Chaplain: “No, for … Continue reading Poem – The Reluctant Sacrifice
Poem- Beauty & the Beast
In a field afar stood a man on his two legs and a beast on his four. Both came out swinging, tongues darting and slashing, sharp and swift to kill. The man struck first, “Filthy feral beast! Know that you are forever cursed to graze, chew and suck from the teat of your masters!” Then … Continue reading Poem- Beauty & the Beast
Poem – The Strife of Life and Love
Life is the same as yesterday, today and tomorrow. Squeezing every ounce of itself into a jar, to be compressed and stretched and strained into a cup of its own making, served as an instant hit of convenient, caffeinated consciousness. But Love does not care for the taste of Life’s bitter notes. Then Life … Continue reading Poem – The Strife of Life and Love
The Book of Life
As a child I was an avid comic book collector. I would save every week of pocket money towards next month’s edition. Washing up was a necessary evil, I likened the vacuum cleaner to a hungry hound sniffing every inch of carpet for crumbs and copper coins, my hands heavy with hot iron, heaving to … Continue reading The Book of Life
Another poem…somewhat more light hearted called the ‘Ascended Masters’ :-)
Thoughts flooding, bouncing off the pale ceiling. The fluorescent light does its best to bring illumination. But the true light arcs towards the pitch placed seating. Holding vessels, beings, bottles of bright white consciousness. One such being scratches his head, consults with the highest powers of the universe and asks cordially for the toilet. Another … Continue reading Another poem…somewhat more light hearted called the ‘Ascended Masters’ 🙂
Drawings & Art – A Gallery with some of my drawings and artwork. Some of which can be seen in my posts :-)
A Poem of Hope for those rebuilding their lives after Grenfell Tower, and to those who came together to help
The Rainbow It once soared towards the heavens, but gasped for fresh air. Placed as a cat amongst the pigeons, or should I say a pigeon amongst the cats. The fat cats, spoiled and pampered pusses with their broad coattails and pot bellies. This so called pigeon, clothed in the most unremarkable rags that belied … Continue reading A Poem of Hope for those rebuilding their lives after Grenfell Tower, and to those who came together to help
