Real Poems

Words really matter. Blavatsky said 'the universe is never again the same for every word spoken!'. Reading and writing poems and poetry helps me concentrate on words, thoughts, feelings. My first son, Andrew, has Down's Syndrome and he allows me to see the world differently and that's a great source of inspiration - as are my sons Angus, Adam and wife Amelie...........words, poems, feelings ...........Love - of course!!!

Saturday, 16 March 2013

Stories from a train

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Begin with context (from an inner blank), all you’ve got these last few days. Open your mouth and start to talk. Waggle your tong...
Wednesday, 13 March 2013

Cake

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Eat cake, including all crumbs until it’s gone. Imagine cake again; lingering but different. So what? A miracle! OK –...
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Sunday, 10 March 2013

An inch of your life

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One foot – a blur of sense Two feet – reach and smile Three feet – donkey’s hind legs Four feet – run for shandy in the den F...
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Thursday, 7 March 2013

Sing

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Although special, singing has never been my forte: I find it hard to feel for sound and coalesce my heart and mind with ear...
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Monday, 4 March 2013

2013

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Shall we put all of our scarce and clear attention onto a shiny and bright new thing?
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Wednesday, 27 February 2013

Grace

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In a local pub, one man shouted to me ‘There but for the grace of god, go I!’ and pointed at Andrew. Consider the phrase – ‘grace...
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Saturday, 23 February 2013

Richard of York

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Seemingly fleeting, seemingly fragile. Recipe: bright light and spraying water arcing reminders of a mystical pot ...
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