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Every now and again I’m stopped in my tracks! Last Monday evening in Broken Hill, Australia, we went along to the ‘Black Lion Pub’ to experience a night of poetry by a group of three rather different but amazing blokes. George … Continue reading
Deep and still the pond demands respect, look but do not touch Murky, sludge, thick and green. Like a one-sided mirror, its underbelly hiding, accepting no reflection from the sun Just a hint of ancient story escapes the … Continue reading
Over the last few days I’ve been forced to come out of my comfort zone. Performing to a live audience has never been my ambition. Sure, from time to time I’ve made speeches, talked at professional functions and had a … Continue reading
‘Once’, a word that points to things before, gone, better, or not as relevant to now. ‘Once’ you were younger, thinner, happier, wealthier and fearless, yet these thoughts come and go accompanied still by you. Feelings, wants and expectations change but deep within the soul your person waits for … Continue reading
Brilliant, the evening landscape, its glow of colour against the blue of day The sun in readiness to set, glows bright orange, then falls into darkness Night allows all to be considered and reconciled, prepared for the next horizon… In energy and hope the morning shines And yet, … Continue reading