I sat at the gate As the sun filled the dawn Gentle on my face And I knew I was a part A part of the morning of the world, And all was at one, Too perfect to be good Nothing ruffled the ease that was And everything could be no more No more than … Continue reading Complete
Nature
Another Book
What if?Oh tell me, what if?God wrote another bookWhat if?What if, which ever one you readWhich ever one you declare divineInspired and inerrant Handed down from on highWhat if it was actually volume two? What if there is a single textA single textThat preceeds all held so highBy the self proclaimed chosen?What if all you … Continue reading Another Book
Poetry
There’s a poetry in the skiesAs the clouds go racing byGrey and whiteTorn by the bluster of the windSpat out and piling highThen scatteredDark over light Coming from afarWell writtenVerse over verseLine after lineGod has spokenIn iambic pentameter In rhythm In proseAn expression so wholeAs to tell the storyComplete for all to readEvery last detail … Continue reading Poetry
It Would Be Enough
Two kites, Red kites,PirouetteMagnificent and masterful,Outside my windowAnd if,Laying on this bed,I could see no more,This would be enough.Enough to rekindle the knowledge,The knowledge of magic,The assuringThat beauty still existsThat something lingersBetween God and manAnd we are not aloneA statement of possibilitiesOf intentOf a higher callingAnd I smile.
Wild
Wind and rain,Crashing waves,Wild seaScreeching spinning gullsBerserkers everyone,Wild windTearing at the beachCarrying spray like darts,Pounding noiseRelentlessNumbingly repetitive Yet wild and boundless,Beyond challengeUntamed,Defiant,Seaweed cast Like unbound hairIn tanglesKnotsCarelessly strewnOn the tormented beach,Canvas of chaosWild landscapeShort lived recordOf the commencement,Of the terminal moment,Of time,DystopianAnd…wild
Songs To Pogue…What I’m Listening To Now
Pogue, I went to Japan firstly to see the autumn foliage. The acers turning red which is quite something. Think I’m crazy to travel halfway around the world to see nature at work? Someone said to me, “God has painted the trees to captivate us”. I guess they were right! Somehow, whatever man does, at … Continue reading Songs To Pogue…What I’m Listening To Now
Died This Week….
William Blake, died 12 August 1827.
The Trees
The trees don’t care If I run through them stark nakedWith my arse all bareThe trees just smileWhen I continue walking all dayFor far too many a mileThe trees never mindWhen I hide in the woodsBecause the world’s so unkindThe trees share the breezeWhen my soul is undoneAnd I’m needing some easeThe trees are a … Continue reading The Trees
The perfect blossom is a rare thing.
Dear Pogue, Have you ever thought that certain artist get to present their art over and over, such as a musician? They write a great song and people call out to hear it played at concerts. The artist enjoys the achievement again and again, as they should. But other artist don’t get to share that … Continue reading The perfect blossom is a rare thing.
Monday Musing
Morning Pogue, And a cold one it is🥶. But the sky’s clear and there is a stillness in the air which is welcoming. So much we get for free, everyday, that I’m sure goes unnoticed. And here’s my musing which arose from a walk I took in the woods yesterday. I am blessed in so … Continue reading Monday Musing
Beautiful Mind
Her’s was a beautiful mindA place where the spring flowers growWhere autumnal leaves aboundAnd colours are awashYet as only nature canAll was held in harmonyShe had a beautiful mindGentle but self assuredQuietly constant without doubtLike the beach when only small waves lapFilled with purposeUndeterredAnd on days when the wind blewHer hair breaking looseThe waves would … Continue reading Beautiful Mind
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
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 Musings
Pogue, I wrote last week about the music that pervades the universe and how so very many have no awareness of its existence. And, as is usually the way, having put that out other similar thoughts and ideas returned to me. Synchronicity, don’t you just love it! So I came across a quote from a … Continue reading Monday Musings
Monday Musing
Pogue, Last week was another sad week in the world. Beyond the suffering within Europe which now, no longer warrants the headlines in the media, America was struck by tragedy with school children being gunned down in their classroom. And yet even now the world moves on, and like the war in Ukraine, it will … Continue reading Monday Musing
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
Songs To Pogue…What I’m Listening To Now
Pogue, I sending you a second song this week. Two songs in a week! This one forced itself on me. Let me explain. I went out walking. Literally five minutes from my front door and I have this... And this… Plus this… Then a song started playing in my head as I counted my blessings. … Continue reading Songs To Pogue…What I’m Listening To Now
Monday Musing
Pogue, I’ve returned to last weeks Musing when writing you this letter. We talked about energy, positive and negative, and the way we’re affected by it. This had left me thinking about this throughout the week. Obviously I wish to live in a place of good and positive energy. I mean, who doesn’t? And at … Continue reading Monday Musing
Monday Musing
Morning Pogue, I went to London yesterday to see the Titanic exhibition. It was a good exhibition filled with detail of the doomed ship, the crew and passengers and particularly the events of that fateful night when it sunk. Many pictures to enable a feeling of what the whole event was like and a continuous … Continue reading Monday Musing
Where Do The Birds Go (The Bigger Question)?
I asked you where the birds went We wondered but we didn’t knowOur enquiry was honest Our interest keen But now a darker question begins to formWhere did the Jews go?Throughout histories darker hoursHere one day and gone the next Then the Tutsi?that Rwandan people Slipped from view While the world noticed not As did … Continue reading Where Do The Birds Go (The Bigger Question)?
Where Do The Birds Go?
Have you ever seen a dead birdLaying on the ground? The trees sing outWith birdsong sweetThe skies are speckled byBirds in flight Flocks gather in the fieldsAnd feast on the cornSeagulls gather on the shoreOr cluster around the fishing boats In city gardensOn wooded hillsIn the summer heatAnd the winters freeze Birds are a backdropTo … Continue reading Where Do The Birds Go?
Antidotes To Fear Of Death
Pogue, I came across this the other day while reading around. It fits so well with a recent letter I’ve written to you. Better than I initially realised. Written by Rebecca Elson, sharing a view that I’ve suggested towards death, that we are only passing on and shedding our bodies to go to better things … Continue reading Antidotes To Fear Of Death
Monday Musing
Pogue, The very first person we referenced in our letters was D.H.Lawrence. Here’s a very short poem by the same which makes a profound statement and makes me wonder at men’s self indulgence. I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a boughwithout ever having felt … Continue reading Monday Musing
The Crow
There’s a crow on the fenceAnd she’s watching meWatching me And I know she knows more than I doBecause she’s been here a hundred yearsA thousand yearsLong before I sat downShe wonders at the futility of my lifeThe strugglesThe effortThe hopesThe dreams She wonders at all men and womenAnd the way they liveNever accepting the … Continue reading The Crow
Pogue,
I have continued my walking in the countryside because, well, it feels good. Even on the day the wind blows and the rain falls over the hills it remains good. It is uncomplicated and easy to become immersed in. So much a world apart from the way life normally plays out. It’s not demanding but … Continue reading Pogue,
Songs To Pogue…What I’m listening to now
Pogue, There’s been a lot of focus on environmental issues in the last couple of weeks, what with the world leaders meeting to discuss the issues. But for me it’s all a lot simpler. You treat what you have with respect, be that a relationship, a possession or the world about you. Is that such … Continue reading Songs To Pogue…What I’m listening to now
Monday Musing
Pogue, Good Morning. I think we both would agree that the world is changing and doing so at a pace. Most change is part of an evolution, all be it ever quickening, but occasionally we get side swiped as with the pandemic. There are things that we just don’t see coming. But which ever way … Continue reading Monday Musing
Monday Musings
Morning Pogue, Tell me, was it Thoreau who wrote: I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front the essential facts of life”? I think it was, and today I went to the woods to immerse myself in nature, to wander without destination through the trees and to receive counsel from … Continue reading Monday Musings
Monday Musings
Hi Pogue, I’ve not sent you a photo before so here’s one I took last Friday. Magnificent silver birches trees. As I stood admiring these impressive albinos a friend said to me, “You could miss the wood for the trees” and that set me thinking. The saying has always made me think. Like, what does … Continue reading Monday Musings
Monday Musings
Pogue, I came across this and offer it to you for your Monday Musing. I say “Namaste” because I like what it means, not because I’m a Hindu... A lot of people think I’m a Christian because I talk about Christian values, but the truth is I am really talking about Human Values... I’ve been … Continue reading Monday Musings
Letters To Pogue 
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