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[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Youth with strength and fresh new vision, ready, speedy hands and feet. Those grown older, tired and slower cannot with their speed compete. …

The story of a magic carpet-ride through Persia - Part Two.

Sometimes having just enough is plenty Especially when your pockets have been empty. In fact thats pretty much how you’ll learn By walking the...

Lili Clouds across the Channel come from deep inside her lungs. The newly born mum, with an uncomplete son. “He won’t hug me, he can’t love me like I...

A very dark night.

Nothing about him is right. His ears are too crooked, his eyes too blind, his hair too wild, his head too big, his body too narrow, his words too...

I don’t know. You take a week off to have Covid and return to a world where the Post Office has grown horns and a tail. The arts strike again.

The sun is probing morning’s shabby looking grey-mist a movement of sunshine emerges here & there provides enough colour brings gladness to the...

This will be self explanatory for UK members; otherwise please google Mr Bates versus the Post Office. I dashed this off last night, after watching the ITV show; not good poetry but heartfelt. (Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons)