My Tribe

Tell your story. Shout it. Write it. Whisper it if you have to. But tell it. Some won't understand it. Some will outright reject it. But many will thank you for it. And then the mostmagical thing will happen. One by one, voices will start whispering, 'Me, too.'And your tribe will gather. And you will … Continue reading My Tribe

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

This day…

Well Pogue, If I told the roads in Nepal weren’t the best I’d be cutting the roads some slack. Honest. We had a seven hour car journey yesterday back to Kathmandu. In England, three hours, tops. It eventually took fifteen hours. Now we were travelling on the main road to Kathmandu but having gone, maybe, … Continue reading This day…

Songs To Pogue…What I’m Listening To Now

Hi Pogue, So I’ve been reminded of an old song over the last few days as I’ve wandered around Kathmandu city, especially near the sites with religious significance. It’s something I’ve been loosely aware of at various place when I’m at home but here it’s made me think. It’s the abject poverty that is apparent … Continue reading Songs To Pogue…What I’m Listening To Now

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

A Bird

There’s a bird I watch from my windowShe comes day after daySoaring on the up draughtsBorn of stormy windsNever fluttering a wingEasyQueen of the skyNot a care or concern can be seenAnd as Lawrence wrote “I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself A small bird drop frozen dead from a bough without ever … Continue reading A Bird

It’s Not Your Fault

It’s not your fault,I know, I know,It’s not your fault,Yes I understand,It’s not your fault,I feel your pain,It was done to you when,You were, oh, so young,It was pain when you craved love,And the only light was dark,So you’ve sought so much help,To set you freeFrom what’s gone before,Brutal, callous, undeserved. But it is your … Continue reading It’s Not Your Fault

Reading what’s not there

I’m currently reading what’s not there,It’s taken too long to see Between the lines there are gapsGaps that say so much,It’s what I’m not toldThe things not saidThe omissions waiting to revealThe things I shouldn’t know,But the whole picture seldom is completeSo you’ll forgive me please For reading into what’s not been saidFor pillaging your … Continue reading Reading what’s not there

Long Shadow

My shadow grew longAs I walked awayThe sun shone down behind meI had not realisedHow bright it wasUntil my shadow spoke to me The woods were agedAnd dense with growthI walked for hoursLost in thoughtBut then the woodsman cameFinally I saw the trees Music has filled my daysAn undemanding companionOccupying the spaceBut then I foundI … Continue reading Long Shadow