Thursday, 31 January 2019

Black Eyed Susan

A poem from 2018


Split personality
Divide and conquer
Out of Africa comes a flawed goddess


Glowing and dying
Electric display
When winter comes she shrinks back


Fertile attraction
Sweet, golden nectar
Throw a blanket over the earth and dance

Saturday, 26 January 2019

Sinkhole

A poem from 2018


Who would have thought it?
The ground swallowed us up
Sin by simple sin eroding the image in us
When marred beyond recognition, came judgement
Our world gave way without listening to the warning
We fell into darkness, made by our own hands
Yet still a hand reached down, offering salvation

Wednesday, 23 January 2019

Mirror Image

A poem from 2018


Mirror image
Living in two worlds
Amazing soon to see
Flourishing real reality

Monday, 21 January 2019

Eric Arthur Blair

A poem from 2018

Nations rise and kingdoms fall
They fall upon the common man
The days are gone when kings led the troops into battle

One up, one down
A bleak existence
True poverty
Working every hour

Worship Mammon
Become poor
Defy Mammon
Court disaster

History fades
We forget
Past mistakes
Eradicated

All news is fake news
There is no independent source
All have a tale to tell
All have an angle to sell

Peace brings a rise in mental illness
No enemy to distract us
We turn inward
And devour our own entrails

Kingdoms rise and empires fall
They fall upon the common man
The days are come when kings throw us to the dogs

Friday, 18 January 2019

Thermostat Wars

A poem from 2018


“I’m really cold”
“I’m fairly hot”
...let battle commence!

Wednesday, 16 January 2019

Fish, Blood and Bone

A poem from 2018

A curve drawn on the ground
Friend or foe?
A friend will draw a matching curve
Upside down
Welcome, brother


Blood brothers
Not our blood
The blood of a Saviour
A fish who died
For our sakes


A fish, a lamb, a lion
Not a bone broken
Perfection
There He sits
Praying and waiting


And so we hope
And so we grow
And so we love
And so we live
And so we also wait and pray

Saturday, 12 January 2019

Garlic

A poem from 2018


Purify my wicked blood
Be the healer of my flesh
Change my barely pumping heart
Lead me not in the path of evil
Grant me everlasting youth