Misty rainy clings in confusion to my old town. It doesn't know whether to hang around in the air or to fall upon the ground and polish the pavements with an oily sheen. Consequently, the town is in soft focus, which may be no bad thing. I'm not quite yet ready for my close up.
Wednesday 16 October 2024
Sunday 13 October 2024
SUNDAY WORSHIP
My body is a temple
But I've no wish to flatter
I have no congregation
I just pray I don't get fatter.
My body is a temple
I sing Abide With Me
But Time says sing the other one,
Nearer, My God, To Thee.
Thursday 10 October 2024
WHERE IT ENDS AND WHERE IT BEGINS
There must be that one breath
That is our last breath
Before we fall asleep.
There must be that one breath
That is our last breath
Before we then awake.
Wednesday 9 October 2024
Friday 4 October 2024
TINY HOTEL BEDROOM TEACUPS
I feel like a giant
In hotel stays
Their cups are tiny
I have to say
I feel quite silly
With their contribution
I wonder if
They're Lilliputian?
Wednesday 2 October 2024
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