I went to the park this morning To sit in the sun and enjoy the day But I struggled to find a bench Because they all seemed to be taken By men and women Not awaken from the night Still sleeping And when I finally found one I felt guilty about enjoying the day For … Continue reading Guilt
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It’s 3 o’clock in the morning
Sleep went to town this nightChoosing not to returnAnd I lay and askHave I been betrayed by sleep?Is the tenuous relationship we sharedFinally fractured?Have I been betrayed in favour of another?More attractive maybeMore generous in thanksOr a body more consumingWho even now laysWrapped for just this night In Elysian’s consuming embraceAt peace and freeFrom the … Continue reading It’s 3 o’clock in the morning
Monday Musing
Morning Pogue, Just a quick note this morning I’m afraid. Busy life ahead of me! Have you ever thought that what you do now, the choice you make, the action you take, what you say (or think for that matter, as a thought is the parent of ever action) will determine your future happiness or … Continue reading Monday Musing
Letters To Pogue
Pogue, My letters to Jonathon continue. But first, a familiar text: Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil … Continue reading Letters To Pogue
Monday Musing
Pogue, I continue my reflections on the character of Jonathon Livingstone Seagull by way of another letter. I hope you enjoy my indulgence. Dear Jonathon, Last week I suggested that there are only a small number who are wired to seek after perfection. You are one such person, (if I can refer to a gull … Continue reading Monday Musing
Monday Musing
Dear Jon, I wrote my first letter to you last week and the whole experience of writing it was good. I felt challenged as I did so and moved to seek answers to the questions your life raises for me. Today I have a single question. “What caused you to seek perfection when all those … Continue reading Monday Musing
Monday Musing
Morning Pogue, It’s Monday. Last week we started thinking about Jonathon Livingstone Seagull and I said I thought I would write to him because he intrigues me and I see he has so much to teach me. So here’s the first letter to Jon. Dear Jon, I am taking time off from my normal correspondence … Continue reading Monday Musing
Monday Musing
Dear Pogue, I felt compelled to write to you today to explain something that you will not have understood. You see, you invited me to dinner yesterday and I declined the invite. First, let me affirm that you are a marvellous cook and my turning down of the invitation had nothing to do with your … Continue reading Monday Musing
Monday Musing
Pogue, If I say that sometimes life just surges up and over you I’m sure you would understand. Like a tsunami, coming with minimal warning and leaving a trail of devastation once the moment has passed. And us, we’re left bemused, questioning, trying to take stock, trying to see a way out of our predicament. … Continue reading Monday Musing
Monday Musing
Hi Pogue, This Monday morning I’d like to commence the week with a single word, Grace. For many the mention of Grace will conjure up the images of movement of some kind. A dancer, a creature in motion, a moment of calm yet directed action that often seems to be without effort, more an out … Continue reading Monday Musing
Code
SometimesYour beliefsYour integrityYour codeIs of greater valueThan the pressureThe gainThe popularityOf change SometimesAlways
Monday Musings
Dear Pogue, Have you ever heard it said the we can lose a battle but still win the war? Indeed, some battles are just not worth the effort, believe me. And there’s the rub. It’s knowing when to fight and when to not that is the art. And it is an art because there are … Continue reading Monday Musings
Nothing
I want for nothingDespite what you tell meI know not hungerNor feel the coldMy clothes are adequateFor many occasionsI have choiceIndeed I am blessedAnd for pleasuresBooksCoffeeWineWith simple open conversationIn the eveningAs we count the stars
Monday Musing
Morning Pogue, I’ve had a week off from writing letters because, well, I just hadn’t got enough thoughts stored away to commit anything meaningful to paper. Sometimes the well runs dry and I need a place of silence to replenish myself. Know that one? Anyway, you asked me a question and my mind has been … Continue reading Monday Musing
A Little Magic
Dear Pogue, Having mused on Monday, as is my habit, I came a cross this quote in a feed I take weekly. I felt that it flowed like and from my Monday Musing. It speaks of an alternative world, maybe a better world, a world that is all but lost today. Maybe this is, in … Continue reading A Little Magic
Somewhere Between
Somewhere between brilliance and blasphemyThat’s where I position my mindWith my eyes to the mountain And my back to the voidThe world in all it’s diversityI’m reading like a bookUnderstanding there is no rightTrying to decide if there’s wrongIf I should pin labelsTo other people’s thoughtsWhere should I draw the line Between divine and demonised?Oh … Continue reading Somewhere Between
Winter Coat
There’s an old woman in a winter coatA coat that has known the coldShe wears her scarf up highAgainst the coming frost foretoldWoollen gloves that have seen better daysAnd boots that are perhaps too oldBut walking the country pathsWith greying hair set freeShe cares nothing of what others thinkPreferring just to beThe person that brings … Continue reading Winter Coat
Monday Musing
Dear Pogue, I came across a quote from Sylvia’s Plath yesterday where she said she had learnt “to embrace her own weirdness”. It sort of struck me that in doing so she found her own creative genius and whilst her life was a troubled one, she left us with a legacy of great poetry. Her … Continue reading Monday Musing
The Old School Field
The children still play in the old school field.The trees stand in the same places,Shed leaves in the same season,Look bare in winter like before,They’re just bigger than on that dayWhen you and I climbed so highHid in their branches And were possessed by make believe.I was happy then.The crime was that I did not … Continue reading The Old School Field
Monday Musing
Hey Pogue, Monday morning. The clank of the letter box and, here I am with thoughts born of wisdom. Good morning. This week I’ve been thinking about how we form judgements of other people often based on very little actual knowledge. Do you think there might be something slightly wrong in this? Be careful who … Continue reading Monday Musing
The Moment
I didn’t understand a word you saidBut I really liked the way you said itYou purred Eyes flashing and dancing with intrigueAnd that smile like fresh poured honeyMade the words so incidentalYou didn’t need then any more I’m not sure quite what you did”What just happened” was all I thoughtI couldn’t comprehendCouldn’t collect my thoughtsHad … Continue reading The Moment
Monday Musing
Dear Pogue, Apparently my writing of late has had a dark shade to it. It has held overtones of grief, particularly my poems, and has been a cause for minor concern, or so others tell me. And all such comments have been marked with a tinge of curious concern as is befitting for those who … Continue reading Monday Musing
You’re All Right
Pogue, Let me start this letter with a quote: Show a little faith, there’s magic in the nightYou ain’t a beauty, but hey you’re all rightOh, and that’s alright with me.Thunder Road, Bruce Springsteen Yes, the wisdom of Bruce. Not a bad way to start a letter and it fits right in with letters I’ve … Continue reading You’re All Right
Monday Musing
Hello Pogue, I woke this morning in the land of fire and ice, Iceland. I’m on another road trip, visiting a place I haven’t been before, quenching the curiosity that drives me to travel. My initial impressions? It’s a land of rugged beauty with snow still on the hills here in their summer, steam found … Continue reading Monday Musing
The Potential
Morning Pogue, Another day, another envelope. So, we want to experience God, or Source. Not too much to ask, I’m thinking. After all, God is omnipresent and omnipotent so it strikes me that not experiencing God is more abnormal than normal. But then, as you know, I’m one on my own. We’ve been corresponding on … Continue reading The Potential
Monday Musing
Hey Pogue, You’re probably just going to bed when this drops through the letter box, you having pulled a stint of nights🥴 I’ll not expect your thoughts today. Maybe tomorrow. And talking sleep, I’m just back from my travels and living in that zone where the time that is on the outside isn’t the same … Continue reading Monday Musing
There it wasn’t!
Pogue, If you think you noticed a Monday Musing and now you’re wondering about your faculties because it’s not there, fear not, it was me not you. Usual issues! Fingers working faster than brain🥺 But fear not. You obviously thought the Musing was exceptional, which, in true humility, I have to admit it was, it’ll … Continue reading There it wasn’t!
Mondays Musings
Dear Pogue, As you are obviously aware, I’m holidaying in exotic climes. Days spent reading, writing and thinking, besides swimming and catching up on my share of the sunshine. This has given me time and opportunity to read more widely than normal and listen to podcasts I might not listen to at home because they … Continue reading Mondays Musings
Throwing Knives
Pogue, I know it’s Sunday and I don’t write to you on a Sunday because there’s no post person to deliver the letter. So the fact that there’s an envelop on your door mat this sunny morning, well I hope you appreciate the effort I went to to get it to you! I remember, as … Continue reading Throwing Knives
There wasn’t any bacon!
Pogue, Here I am suffering the tedium of another foreign land. Another beach. Hours of mindlessly sunbathing. Reading. Listening to music. And beer. Is this purgatory I ask myself? It is purgatory! I went to breakfast and, although there was a diverse selection of foods spanning world tastes, there was no bacon! I commented on … Continue reading There wasn’t any bacon!
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