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?
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A Coffee Incident
So my best friend and I are on our travels and laying by a pool, in the sun, on some foreign shore. It’s late morning, breakfast is some hours gone and the need for coffee is beginning to rise. I stop the waiter as he passes and request a double espresso with a little milk. … Continue reading A Coffee Incident
There’s A Place
There’s a place I goThere’s a place I have to goDown a road called sanityOn a journey of self preservationAnd I am thankful that I know that roadElse where would I goWhen the world caves in?I make no apology for my absenceEven when I am hereI have memories to preserveIn that safe placeIn a town … Continue reading There’s A Place
Your Word
Your word is the core of your relationships. Given and kept it is a strong chain holding you to others, removing concerns and creating a foundation on which to build bigger things. If you would but realise, your word has great value and will go before you in the world giving you a reputation acceptable … Continue reading Your Word
The Hard Thing
Who’ll do the hard thing?The question has been askedHe who must The reply was givenBut me, I’m not so sureFor the world gets no betterOur hero’s are no moreIndeed do we even want them?Their very being and existenceCalling each of us to be betterTo choose the path of painOr stand lonely in placesOthers will not … Continue reading The Hard Thing
There is no code
Well Pogue, How you doing? Me? I’m disappointed yet not surprised. Why? Well I stand witness to so much that goes on in life that just leaves me shaking my head and the question I find myself with at the moment is; “Have they no code?” You know what I mean by a code? Well … Continue reading There is no code
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
Human Nature
Oh when will we be healed Lord?When will we be well?We’ve been so sick foreverAt least that’s how it seemsAnd our physicians cannot heal usPhysician heal yourselfOur teachers teach us vanitiesIgnoring all our illsScience addresses the symptomsSteering clear of the root causeWhen all have worked their wondersWe will still wallow in despairBecause we’ve been saddles … Continue reading Human Nature
Monday Musing.
Pogue, I don’t know about you but there doesn’t seem to be a day go by when I don’t turn on the news to be told how much my energy bill is about to cost me🥺 Day after day after day! And I’m a smart guy (at least I think so) so I get that … Continue reading Monday Musing.
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
There Were Lies
They were liesThey were liesAnd there were liesBut they said it was the truthAnd they believed it was the truthSo maybe it was the truthWhilst remaining a lieYou seeing the world from your eyesWhilst I see it from mineSo much experience Preceding our beliefs Reenforcing our beliefsOur definitions of all that has happened So we … Continue reading There Were Lies
Thought Of Another
A life of patient suffering… is a better poem in itself than we can any of us write…It is only through the gates of suffering, either mental or physical, that we can pass into that tender sympathy with the griefs of all of mankind which it ought to be the ideal of every soul to … Continue reading Thought Of Another
Tears will be our food
We will eat nothing elseWhen the pain becomes completeWhen the truth has all come outAnd the will to live is lowIn that day Tears will be our foodOur appetites will ask no moreFor it’s our souls we’ll need to feedFor their hunger will be intense What else do you feed your soulBut emotions served rawA … Continue reading Tears will be our food
Monday Musing.
Morning Pogue, Sometimes life will take an unexpected or unwanted turn and things aren’t so good. We didn’t want this but there it is right in the middle of our world. We have no plans for dealing with it but know that it can’t stay like this, not if life is to have the qualities … Continue reading Monday Musing.
Law 1.One
Dear Pogue, I have spent much time with things spiritual and during that time I have come to recognise certain constants in the world. They are not things that people usually consider or even realise exist. I thought I’d like to share with you the things I have found over a series of short letters … Continue reading Law 1.One
Monday Musing
Morning Pogue, Here’s a thing. Your teachers will come in all shapes and sizes. You’ll find them in books, in music, in actual teachers, in moments of inspiration… The Universe can reach out to you in so many ways and is only limited by your imagination. And you, you have to spot the teaching and … Continue reading Monday Musing
It’s Not An Exact Art
Dear Pogue, You know how I like to cook and experiment with food? It's a creative art to me. Well, someone gave me a day at a cookery school learning how to bake bread. So yesterday I set off early, into the city on my bike, and spent the day getting covered in dough and … Continue reading It’s Not An Exact Art
Monday Musings
Dear Pogue, It’s a mess, it really is. I have returned from my travels to a leadership battle in our country which involves accusations, defiling of character, improbable commitments. “Well that’s politics” you say, “Nothing new there”. But why? Why do we accept that as the standard for leadership? It seems that integrity and political … Continue reading Monday Musings
Kindness Declined
Dear Pogue, Have you ever had your bank card declined? Stood at the till about to pay for your intended purchase and…your card is declined? I did yesterday. You see I have a card I use when travelling, a card that you have to put money onto first and then you can spend up to … Continue reading Kindness Declined
Monday Musing
Dear Pogue, There’s a saying that says, “Who will do the hard thing? He who must” It’s a challenge in many ways to cause people to face up to responsibilities and not shirk away. To face up to things if you like and own them rather than putting them off or just plain walking away. … Continue reading Monday Musing
Monday Musing
Greetings Pogue, I am still travelling around Iceland, as you know and very much enjoying the land. If I said there is so much that is different, in a good way, I wouldn’t be wrong. It’s not so much the land although it has a rugged beauty with hot springs and water clearer than I’ve … Continue reading Monday Musing
Every day is a day nearer.
Iceland calling Pogue, Hi, from the land of fire and ice, and here I am in my Airbnb, looking out the window. There across the fields, about 10km away is an active volcano! No one warned us of this and the locals quite calmly tell you about it because it’s a tourist attraction. So we … Continue reading Every day is a day nearer.
Broaden Your Perspective.
Just a few thoughts to add to yesterdays letter: Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one’s lifetime.Mark Twain I don’t know … Continue reading Broaden Your Perspective.
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
Imperfect Or Free?
Pogue, I think we are now agreed that imperfection is a form of freedom, freedom from the pressure to become something that we are not. Freedom from the pressure to modify our lives in an attempt to achieve a goal that has often been put on us by others. What is perfection anyway? Perfection is … Continue reading Imperfect Or Free?
Hi Pogue,
While writing yesterdays letter to you I came across this quote which was a rather more balanced Christian response to the debate. 'The unborn are a convenient group of people toadvocate for. They never make demands of you; theyare morally uncomplicated, unlike the incarcerated,addicted, or the chronically poor; they don't resentyour condescension or complain that … Continue reading Hi Pogue,
Appreciate The Small Things
Pogue, Thought I’d drop you another postcard to kick start your day along with your first coffee. Always coffee in the morning! People who know me are so glad there's coffee in the world. What I say before coffee should really be ignored! Have I introduced you to my friend Polie? He’s full of wisdom. … Continue reading Appreciate The Small Things
Small Things
Dear Pogue, Do you ever struggle to find joy in life? I know I do on occasions and the last week or so it’s been particularly hard, what with having Covid and all. Inspiration has certainly been in short measure. But the thing is, and it is only as I sit here and search for … Continue reading Small Things
A Little Thought
Pogue, Imperfection is a form of freedomAnh Ngo Be free today, Wic
Letters To Pogue 
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