When the war is overThere will be something that we will call peaceWhich suggests all will be rightAll will bring comfortBut it won’tOh the conflict will endAnd we will lay exhausted on the groundAnd tears will be our foodAs we count the cost Assess the damage and wonderWonder if there will ever be a way … Continue reading Will There Be Peace?
Dear Pogue, Sometimes all the magic there is is all the magic you make. Like, you’re responsible for how the world functions. Not necessarily the events because in life things can happen to us. You must have had occasions when you’ve just stopped and had to take a breath whilst thinking, “Didn’t see that one … Continue reading Sometimes You Have To Make The Magic
Morning Pogue, There’s a story told about the artist Picasso. Apparently one day whilst having coffee at a cafe he took out his pen and doodled on a napkin. This he did for a few minutes and then, he finished his coffee and made to leave. He was about to throw away the napkin with … Continue reading Monday Musings