The spirit stands strong – the candles aflameIt wakes in prayer – in heavens name.But muscles tire – eyes fall shutWill alone – wont stand the cut.Between the pain and failing breath.Would I choose faith – until death?His grace descends when strength runs dry.Lord, my soul it longs to try.
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When you brew on your resentment, God only knows what your letting possess you. Dr J. B. Peterson
Yaxley
They tried to bury him in liesTook his home, tore his family,broke his mind.He heard the prison walls condemning.But truth releases – restoring ruin.His stubborn fire burns chains.He fights not for glory nor hate.But for love of his – and those forgotten.A shepherd boy with stones.A giant rises – a country moans.Bruised, scarred not evenContinue reading “Yaxley”
Toby Jug
Boots off by the Milton rug,She brings me lager in a Toby jug.Friday fish ‘n’ chips, stroll by the seaA half-time pie, a cup of teaCobbled lanes and Sunday bellsRoyal pomp and roast dinner smellsRain taps, pointing blameA good old pub relieving painStubborn oak and sceptred blood,Sarcastic wit beneath the floodGlory to God who gaveContinue reading “Toby Jug”
Lines
I tried to read between the lines.I snorted them. Still half a bottle of red.The cocaine like the logs – lost to the burner.I have an impulse to run aimlessly.But now I must be the earner.Their forefathers cry to the moon.Bury them at sea.I’ll fight them for my daughter. Defeat them with my sons.What moreContinue reading “Lines”
Six Nations
As winter thors over hallowed groundssix nations wait on thunder pounds.In the cold air – an ancient battle call.In pain or glory – anthems sang loud,anthems stood tall.Red and Blue – marching separate towardthe same fight.Emerald Green or blood stained White.Flowing through the veins – a stubborn pride.A broken line, a wounded stride.Six nations –Continue reading “Six Nations”
Carrots For Theo
There’s a boy I know called Theo.He’s strong, with a roar like lion called Leo.His Mummy made dinner with lots of carrots – Theo got mad.And said some things which made her sad.He later calmed, said “sorry Mummy”,”but those carrots, aren’t going in my tummy”.”I’m a lion, all I want upon my plate.Sausage ‘N’ Chips,Continue reading “Carrots For Theo”
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Order
The pathway to order is paved with chaos.
Cross Road
Freedom meets resistance,now it does not fly.I met the devil at the cross road,he did not tel me why.As the sand falls through the hourglass,I listen for the call. Who controls my interests?I’m not attracted to this fall.
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