Tuesday, 24 November 2015
Sunday, 15 November 2015
Sunday, 18 October 2015
THE EVOLVING CHILD
Have you ever noticed how you start out writing a poem, and somewhere along the line, somewhere down the middle, the story changes and takes a new meaning, It's concepts changing from what you originally intended, like an evolving child?.
Monday, 31 August 2015
I'LL WRITE AGAIN
The lightening flash,
No thunders splash,
And then it comes,
A little rumbling noise,
No thunders splash,
And then it comes,
A little rumbling noise,
Saturday, 9 May 2015
THE GRAIN AND THE SEA
Time has not been with me,
As if twenty four hours isn't enough,
It's been forever I last stopped to write,
But then i remembered, time does not wait in flight,
Tuesday, 31 March 2015
THE EVENING
Oh sun, who your light from heaven does shine,
And part the clouds so your rays day give,
Like the light of God, that on men does shine,
Monday, 16 March 2015
YOU DO NOT FEAR THE NIGHT
Come take a walk with me,
We'd walk past that shadowed hill,
The one made of rocks and trees,
The one that looks like folded black paper,
Against the purply black midnight sky,
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