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)?
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?
Pogue, Last song of the year and I’ve been sitting here playing an old, favourite album. Blood on the Tracks by Bob Dylan. Sometimes I find myself just wondering how someone can think up the lyrics. Have the thoughts. Capture feelings so accurately. Bob Dylan is one of those people, and this is my favourite … Continue reading Songs to Pogue…what I’m listening to now.
Dear Pogue, A poem to start the week. I haven’t done a poem before. Little boy I miss you, with your sudden smile and your ignorance of pain. You walked through life and devoured it with nothing but misty goals to keep you company. You wandered through quiet woods with friends and you were startled … Continue reading Monday Musings
Dear Pogue, Just a quick thought to remind us both that there is magic in our world with one of my favourite quotes. People need to be told that over and over. We started to exchange letters on freethinkers and it will take a freethinker to find that place. Undoubtedly it is a place filled … Continue reading As Mad as Hatters