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Giving In
I wrote these lines a while back. Something was clearly on my mind. Writing my thoughts into verse sometimes helps clear away persistent brain-fog. I’m not sure it has worked 😉 Maybe some thoughts just need to make their own way to consciousness naturally, in their own time – maybe some thoughts need to be… Continue reading
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Into The World
I must admit to a recent struggle with my beliefs. I have been watching so many YouTube videos exploring the nature of reality from a variety of religious, philosophical and scientific perspectives, that my head is beginning to explode. Anyone who knows me will know that my own personal explorations into the nature and meaning… Continue reading
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Don’t Lose Sight
I believe that a synthesis of Christianity and Buddhism would be a great way forward for the future of religion and humanity. This synthesis may not be easy from a theological point of view but shouldn’t be too difficult from a poetic perspective. I believe Poetic Faith needs to be taken seriously. It has no… Continue reading
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Bamburgh on the Beach
I must have started this poem sometime ago. It must have been after visiting Bamburgh beach again – I don’t remember. Anyway, I found it recently and have made a few changes, mainly cutting stuff away. I put it here because it reminds me of the time when my children were young and we all… Continue reading
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We Own Love
There’s a fine line between love and suffering. Anyone who has loved deeply will know this. As you get older the fine line between the two becomes almost transparent. It is as if suffering itself takes hold of the hand of love to be guided by love into its uncertain future. There is only one… Continue reading
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Pyjamas
I wrote this poem sometime back. It remains one of my favourite. Poems don’t need to make much sense. Sometimes you write poems because you have to, because the moment will never forgive you if you don’t… Pyjamas I saw you in your pyjamas the other night. I should have lifted the duvet and invited… Continue reading
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Waiting
I’m not sure about this poem. I wrote it the other day after going down to the lake to write something about feeling close to nature and the beginnings of the autumn season. It ended up like this, as a reflection on what it is to be. – How long does it take before we… Continue reading
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