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Meaning I Give You
Seeing you was both objective and subjectiveFor sure there you wereBut who and what you were in that momentWas determined and definedBy the meaning that I gave youFriend?Tormentor?Reason for hope?Harbinger of disillusionment?Lover?Possibility?So very much that dwells with meDefines who you areWho I perceiveWho I receive And how I will actSo much that lays withinWill change … Continue reading Meaning I Give You
Lost
Standing on the edge of the cliff The cliff of the familiarI gazed transfixed Into the unknownThe unexperiencedUnexplained and unrealisedAnd my soul was curious Longing for the tasteUnsure what it would beBreath became shortLimbs tensed expectantlyBut the creative moment awaitedBeckoning, callingThe territory of the poetThe artistThe traveller of imaginationThe prisoner of expectationWould I jump and … Continue reading Lost
Monday Musing
Morning Pogue, Just a quick note this morning I’m afraid. Busy life ahead of me! Have you ever thought that what you do now, the choice you make, the action you take, what you say (or think for that matter, as a thought is the parent of ever action) will determine your future happiness or … Continue reading Monday Musing
Monday Musing
Dear Pogue, That darned seagull will not leave my mind! Jonathan Livingston Seagull, Richard Bach’s masterful creation has come home to roost. And after several letters concerning Bach’s book, I told you I had finished, my examination of his life and the things I had learnt whilst reading. Now he keeps popping into my imagination … Continue reading Monday Musing
Monday Musing
New week Pogue, New week, new beginning? Have you ever treated a new week as a new beginning? I’m sure you have, maybe coupled with the thought that “this new week is going to be better than the week just gone”. You’ve set a goal. We all do it most notably at the commencement of … Continue reading Monday Musing
Monday Musing
Morning Pogue, It’s another Monday and, after several letters on previous Mondays, I’m still thinking about Jonathon Livingston Seagull. I’m not going to write a letter to him today but he has left me thinking about love, the so called “highest lesson” and the learning I can gain by studying his ascension from a young … Continue reading Monday Musing
Monday Musing
Pogue, Good Morning. Has it stopped raining where you are? So this will be my last letter to Jonathan Livingston Seagull, for now, and to write it I have read Part 4 of the novel, a section that was not added by the author, Richard Bach, until 2014. By this point in the story Jon … Continue reading Monday Musing
Letters To Pogue
Pogue, My letters to Jonathon continue. But first, a familiar text: Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil … Continue reading Letters To Pogue
Monday Musing
Pogue, I continue my reflections on the character of Jonathon Livingstone Seagull by way of another letter. I hope you enjoy my indulgence. Dear Jonathon, Last week I suggested that there are only a small number who are wired to seek after perfection. You are one such person, (if I can refer to a gull … Continue reading Monday Musing
Monday Musing
Dear Jon, I wrote my first letter to you last week and the whole experience of writing it was good. I felt challenged as I did so and moved to seek answers to the questions your life raises for me. Today I have a single question. “What caused you to seek perfection when all those … Continue reading Monday Musing
Monday Musing
Morning Pogue, It’s Monday. Last week we started thinking about Jonathon Livingstone Seagull and I said I thought I would write to him because he intrigues me and I see he has so much to teach me. So here’s the first letter to Jon. Dear Jon, I am taking time off from my normal correspondence … Continue reading Monday Musing
Letters to Pogue
Dear Pogue, The first letter I’ve written to you this year so, “Happy New Year”.What will we make of the days ahead and where will we be 12 months from now? My wish for you is that, looking back in 12 months time, you will feel you have banked 12 months well spent. Not a … Continue reading Letters to Pogue
Dreaming
Pogue, I am sure you’ve watched Pretty Woman. Remember, Richard Gere and Julia Roberts? Great film! And you will recall that at the beginning, and the end, there’s a guy walking down the street, loudly asking, “What’s your dream? Everybody’s gotta have a dream” and he’s right, you’ve got to have a dream. A dream … Continue reading Dreaming
Monday Musing
Morning Pogue, Last week I wrote in my letter about the quote I had found:; QUOTE A society grows when old men plant trees that they will never live to sit under. and how we should embrace this sentiment for the betterment of ourselves and society at large. Notice how I got to use the … Continue reading Monday Musing
Monday Musing
Hi Pogue, A while back I sent you a postcard on which I wrote a quote that I had happened upon and it struck a chord. It said: A society grows when old men plant trees that they will never live to sit under. And today I’ve spent my second day in Japan walking around … Continue reading Monday Musing
Monday Musing
Hi Pogue, Just a short note this morning really as it’s late on Sunday and I’ve had a hectic weekend. But it’s nice to get a letter especially if it’s intended to encourage☺️ I was driving in the week and an old M People song came on. I remember it from a very well made … Continue reading Monday Musing
Virginity
There are many virgins in the world,Inexperience disguised as plausible innocenceHolding back possible experience,Pushing back against progress,Against the enrichment of our lives.Life is put off and time is lost,Fear, that impostorBecomes entrenched and grows,It’s grip increasing the denialOf enriching lives.And you?You think of the giving of a body,Me?I’m thinking of the giving of a mind,The … Continue reading Virginity
I Forget
I forget more than I rememberSometimes genius is lost along the pathAs I wander with no particular directionThrough the woodsAnd through my thoughtsThere’s so much I want to knowTo untangle with my mindBut a creature on the path breaks my attentionAnd the thread is snatched away Like a kite freed on the windI no longer … Continue reading I Forget
Three Miles Out
Three miles out and caught on the wind,Drifting,Drifting as serenely as a cloud,Harmless,Peaceful,Yet filled with potentialThe potential of a malevolent stormThe potential to surpass expectationThe potential to be transformedFrom serenity to chaos,Resting sure in this knowledge of subdued power,The prospect of things not yet seen in me,To rip through the complacency,Smiling in unrepentant joySo self … Continue reading Three Miles Out
Songs To Pogue…What I’m Listening To Now.
Hi Pogue, Rock on! This week I’ve been listening to the music of Carlos Santana, particularly the Supernatural and Sharman albums. I’ve enjoyed the music of Santana for many years and bought a number of albums but there came a point when the tracks were becoming somewhat repetitive and, well, there was nothing new. So … Continue reading Songs To Pogue…What I’m Listening To Now.
Monday Musing
Morning Pogue, As you know I used to do Krav Maga. I was never particularly good but I enjoyed it for the most part. Part of not being as good as one would like to be meant that on numerous occasions I would find myself seated on the floor, a ringing in my ears and … Continue reading Monday Musing
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.
This is the Poem
This is the poem that changed the world,This is the poem that made men thinkAnd questioned all they could possibly do,These are the words that laid bare the truthThen the truth did what only it doesAnd the cracks began to appearMaking wise men smile for the time has come,When all will be laid bareAnd all … Continue reading This is the Poem
Monday Musing
Hi Pogue, Another letter of home thoughts from abroad. I’m still on the road and moving through Bhutan, a country that is a complete contrast to it’s close neighbour Nepal. There is a sense of serenity and order with none of the apparent signs of being underdeveloped or the overt poverty that I had witnessed … Continue reading Monday Musing
Monday Musing
Dear Pogue, I have a story to tell you today to start the week. You up for that? Good. So there’s this guy who’s a farmer and he grows apples. They’re good apples and they sell OK. Then one day while he’s out walking he passes a neighbouring farm and looking over the fence he … Continue reading Monday Musing
A Little Magic
Dear Pogue, Having mused on Monday, as is my habit, I came a cross this quote in a feed I take weekly. I felt that it flowed like and from my Monday Musing. It speaks of an alternative world, maybe a better world, a world that is all but lost today. Maybe this is, in … Continue reading A Little Magic
Monday Musing
Morning Pogue, Another letter on your door mat from me. Make coffee, find a comfy seat and sit down to read. It’s Monday. Do you ever come face-to-face with your shortcomings? I have been this week and it has made me realise that I’m not the person that I’d like to think I am. I … Continue reading Monday Musing
Monday Musing
Morning Pogue, I did something yesterday that I haven’t done in a while, I went to church. You know I have a long and chequered history with the church and after being a regular attender for a long, long time, parted company with them. I would now say, when asked why I left, that the … Continue reading Monday Musing
Free Verse
Recently my mind has become a depository of rhyming words Stacked ever higher against the day of needLike a library with groaning shelvesBooks awaiting to reveal secrets yet untold,And now I find my vice become a habitWithout knowing it a collector I’ve become,But for all the resource I possessI still toil over lines that don’t … Continue reading Free Verse
Letters To Pogue 
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