Poems From The Library

Today is World Poetry Day and I had the pleasure and privilege of accompanying a group of students to our local care home, where they performed poetry they had written for the residents. It was a wonderful and moving experience to see these young people engage with such care, kindness, and interest with the older [...]

It’s #TimeToTalk, Now

It's easy to be too busy Or say It's not the right time To worry that you'll make it worse So you accept their fumbled "Fine." It's hard to find the moment For hearing truth And depth But really we're just finding excuses To keep ourselves Deaf To all the pain that gathers When people [...]

It’s #TimeToTalk Staying Anchored

  I am tossed back and forth on stormy seas. Certainty, Fear, Inadequacy, Elation, Inspiration, Buffeted by indecision, Buoyed up by hope. Too many winds to follow. They fight for my attention, Brewing up a storm in the Tiny Infinite spaces In my head. In my heart. The mundane and the magical Are one. Both [...]

It’s #TimeToTalk – This Is For You

For everyone who has fought and fought and fought and found - just when they thought the fight was won - that they have been knocked down and have to struggle up again.   For everyone who has felt and felt and felt and found - just when they thought there was no more to [...]

Searching

Are we all Caught In an endless search? For love For faith For fulfilment For purpose For understanding For peace For comfort For home For away For that certain Unnameable Something That we crave Without knowing What it is. Is the whole of Humanity Caught In an endless seeking? A seeking in which Every time [...]

Winter

Just when it seems That the world has Withdrawn Into itself And skeletal trees stand testament to a Lifeless Season, We hang stars on every branch and bough And light candles in every window, Bringing warm hope To the cold night.   When it seems the whole world should be Hibernating, Hidden away and Waiting [...]

Come Home To Rest

The Earth smoulders With the turning of the season And the clouds drift down To kiss the burning land. A veil of tears Lands softly on flaming leaves But even heaven’s weeping Cannot dull the Rioting palette Of autumn’s inferno. And when the most parts, Making way for the pale light Of winter’s promise, And [...]