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

Saviours

I was slow to learnBut I’m thinking I am not alone,And when I came to knowIt was like, EYES WIDE OPEN!How did I miss that one?What just happened?I was so blind sidedFor in that momentI came to know that savioursTravel incognitoNot minding they go unrecognisedNor seeking glory and adoring praise,Rather quietly doing what they must … Continue reading Saviours

Nothing

Sometimes there’s nothing to sayBut the desire to say something is strongThe need to create rises up insideAgainst the fear that all is lostThen I’ll just write whatever I findIn the belief inspiration will come Sometimes there’s nothing to sayI have no wisdom to giveAnd despite the need for an answerThe need for some hopeAll … Continue reading Nothing

No Fear Here

We will lose everything we love, including our lives — so we might as well love without fear, for to fear a certainty is wasted energy that syphons life of aliveness. Maria Popova, Resolutions for a Life Worth Living: Attainable Aspirations Inspired by Great Humans of the Past in the The Marginalian

My Dreams Are Strong

My dreams are strongBoth day and night,In this reality I am feared,Even revered,Held in trembling respect,For I walk in placesOthers fear to go.With an elegant madness in my eyesI plunder the depthsBeyond death mysterious veil,Mordors fires,Valhalla’s glory,Nivarna’s bliss.What you prophesied as heavenWhat you call hell,Nothing is denied to the dreams I have.I tell you, you … Continue reading My Dreams Are Strong

My Pocket

There’s a poet in my pocketI think she’s rather quaint,She smiles like an angelAnd makes me feel a saint.She’s lending me her best linesThoughts deeper than I’ve known,Compelling me to write themUntil I’ve composed a poem.She’s not bothered about a creditIt really would be a bind,To have to wait to be acknowledgedMaybe getting left behind.For … Continue reading My Pocket

Songs to Pogue…What I’m Listening To Now.

Well Pogue, After yesterday’s musing I guess we need to sit a savour the songs of one of those master wordsmiths I mentioned. I’ve gone for Bruce as, well, why wouldn’t I. I mean, this song was from his first album and he was already writing this well. Just enjoy. https://youtu.be/uozMTmEjxHc And if you want … Continue reading Songs to Pogue…What I’m Listening To Now.

To The Woods

Come to the woods with meCome amongst the trees,The wild branches in passion with the windHeaving and thrustingEcstaticHeaving,And we will be lovers by proxyAs we sit and feel the energyThe raw power of ancient woodBent in nature’s embraceAs trees bend and stretch,Groaning,Gasping,Yes, yes,Our skin will tingle Wind whippedAnd we will share the momentThe climax,Then the … Continue reading To The Woods

Monday Musing

Dear Pogue, I wrote to you in the week about the creative process and suggested that inspiration came from outside rather than within. I questioned whether we had lost our way and turned to our own very limited ability to find creative impulse. So thinking about this and practicing the thought to test its veracity … Continue reading Monday Musing

The Candle

Flickering flamePulsing,Sputtering lifeAnd dancingAlways dancing,Bent by breeze,Reaching upTo cast shadowsOversizedThere and goneAnd back,As flame flaresSpits from waxReceding Shadows fallDwindle,As dance declinesLight retreatsBreath is heldThen releasedWith luminosity renewedSo fragileSo persistentSo,Mesmerising? Will the flameOutlive the candle?

God In The Rain Without An Umbrella

Pirouetting and shimmying God moved through the rainWith a smile and a small laughAnd a sound like delight“I made this, I made thisIt’s was all down to me.It soaks to the skinI’m so full of joy”There’s an experience to be hadFor those who dance in the rainWho realise the blessingGet soaked to the skinForsake their … Continue reading God In The Rain Without An Umbrella

Songs To Pogue…What I’m Listening To Now.

Morning Pogue, Back in the Day I had a love affair with the music of Joe Jackson. I’m still thinking he wrote some really great songs. But then, fickle as my love is, it moved on to other brighter and shinny things and Joe faded into a collection of memories. Such is life. However music, … Continue reading Songs To Pogue…What I’m Listening To Now.