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
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Your Priest
I will be your be your priestAnd I will bring rest for your soul,In a confessional of light.You will give up your desiresWith hands held forthBearing your scars.The pain, I will release you from your pain,You will know that there is lightWhen the darkness fadesAnd in the light there will be absolution,Your heart will be … Continue reading Your Priest
Monday Musing
Hi Pogue, Remember last Monday we talked about embracing your weird? Well today I’ve been listening to the Chancellor, Jeremy Hunt, on the TV, five days before his first budget statement. And it was refreshing to listen to him because he told it as it is. We’ve some hard times ahead as a country and … Continue reading Monday Musing
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
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
Throwing Knives
Pogue, I know it’s Sunday and I don’t write to you on a Sunday because there’s no post person to deliver the letter. So the fact that there’s an envelop on your door mat this sunny morning, well I hope you appreciate the effort I went to to get it to you! I remember, as … Continue reading Throwing Knives
Songs To Pogue…What I’m Listening To Now.
Well Pogue, As you know I’ve been letting my thoughts explore the influence of parents on children and asking how it effects each of us. And when I focus on a particular subject my mind begins to pick out songs, poems and the like which tie to the subject. It’s like, you think of yellow … Continue reading Songs To Pogue…What I’m Listening To Now.
Mental Health, My Mental Health.
Dear Pogue, First, if you’re in a hurry or short on time, don’t start this letter. It’s long. I got started and the conversation I was having with myself expanded. It needed to as I was looking for answers. There, you’re on notice. So…. Are you able to stand off and observe yourself? Become the … Continue reading Mental Health, My Mental Health.
Let Them Not Say.
Pogue, Having written Where Do The Birds Go (The Bigger Question)? and finished with the words; Leaving us no guiltLet’s not remember That evil prevails when good menNotice not I came across a poem entitled Let Them Not Say by Jane Hirshfield in my reading today. For me, it had taken what I had said … Continue reading Let Them Not Say.
I Write. A Friday Fought.
Pogue, I've had a morning of self examination and have decided to continue this by writing a letter addressed to you but probably written to me. By sending it to you I feel I will maintain some honesty in my reflections as, well, you'll hold me accountable if I don't, in your own sweet fashion. … Continue reading I Write. A Friday Fought.
Monday Musings
Pogue, Good morning. I’ve been listening to James Taylor this week. James who? Pogue, was your upbringing so negligently performed? James Taylor is one of the great singer song writers of recent times having written such classics as Fire and Rain and You’ve Got A Friend. I’ll send you a song of his this week … Continue reading Monday Musings
Monday Musings
Dear Pogue, I’ve been writing to you about simplifying life. About cleansing the space around and about us. Minimising. I’ve told you how, surprisingly, I’ve found a liberty I haven’t known for a long time as I unattached from possessions. Happy Days! Now this theme seems to have resonated with a number of others and … Continue reading Monday Musings
How Fickle Are The Gods
Dear Pogue, The Gods of the Railway Crossing have turned against me! I know not what I’ve done. But yesterday morning their blessing was removed. However I have determined to rise above superstition and live free. So as an act of defiance I had a good day anyway and created my own blessings. And breakfast … Continue reading How Fickle Are The Gods
The Gods of the Railway Crossing.
Dear Pogue, I wrote you last week and sent you a song that I heard while sitting in my favourite coffee house. I go there often and take friends because the coffee is way good and you want to give your friends good things, right? Now, when I go there I play a game because … Continue reading The Gods of the Railway Crossing.
Responsible?
Dear Pogue, I finished our last post by reminding you that you are responsible for the people you choose to follow. If you take on board their teachings, believe them, apply them to your life, then that's your choice and once again you are responsible. All that responsibility, yet responsibility is such an undervalued thing, … Continue reading Responsible?
Possessed!
Dear Pogue, I would be surprised if you knew who the Cambridge Five were. No they weren’t a rock band from “back in the day”. Good try though. They were Englishmen who held security positions and spied for the Russians or Soviet Union as was back in the 1950’s and 60’s. All five went to … Continue reading Possessed!
Daughter of mine.
Dear Pogue, Daughter of mine, what a conversation. Isn’t it so strange that we can let our communications become tempered and modified by not wanting to offend another person or not wanting to upset? How easily we dilute our honesty because we fear that should another consume it undiluted it will be bitter and unpalatable. … Continue reading Daughter of mine.
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