When the good in people Wins the battle Evil Will wait And wait Until it can strike So let it meander In Hell’s Never ending realm Until it consumes itself In its own self rendered rage
Poetry
When The Sun Settles
I know what the sand on a French beach feels like Underneath my feet and startled by the friction feelings Heightened by the foam lining the rocks Much harder under My body pressing down to push me through the cracks… Read More ›
Summer Time
What a beautiful day Nice Hot Sweaty Clean fresh views Of the raspberry bush Purply red prickly swaths Of leaves And fruit And watery streams Running away from springtime
Inflatable Snowman
I’m sitting on a chair Under the moon In my garden And my inflatable snowman is still full of air. 10.13 pm Christmas Day. That awkward pause when evening casts a melancholy mood Over the laughter and hurt feelings That… Read More ›
Snow
It’s not the same I say As I watch the rain pour down A week before we celebrate The birth of the Lord our Saviour. In this clammy climate, The killer humidity, Where sandals Shorts and tee shirts are the… Read More ›
Safe Space
I step outside, breath in fresh air The walls were closing in around me I drag a chair to the lawn and sit right down To drink my Earl Grey tea. Slip out my diary from my trouser pocket Swipe… Read More ›
A Baby on a Train
And mum
Put some whisky
In my milk
To make me sleep better
Breath In Deeply
Seated on a wooden chair Elbows on the table Hands elevated cradling a mug Of Columbian dark coffee With a little more sugar To lighten the mood As the flickering images From my bland H.D. T.V. Tripped around the walls… Read More ›
The Target
It is the image of God in you that enrages hell; it is this at which demons hurl their mightiest weapons. –William Gurnall — Healthy Faith (@CSLCHSnMore) October 10, 2015
Self Esteem
I can live for two months on a good compliment.Mark Twain — AJ Cujo (@VistaJake) October 9, 2015
A Different Country 