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Signs at the time of Christ’s crucifixion

[another Sunday hymn looking towards Easter] The soldiers fell: they sensed Christ's power, and should have bowed in awe, for willingly he faced this...

Surprise Crop

and up to the ridge … Two big fields hold surprise at the top …

Scrooge … (IP)

… began to laugh, began to grieve for those he’d hurt, and treated as dirt, began to leave his miserly misery, began to care, began to share, began...

A tick in time (Revision) (Poetry Monthly)

As encouraged by Tony, I have worked further on the rhythm of this poem, but I would value critical comment. The first version is still posted if any want to compare. [seconds ticking, flicking by …]

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