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All the paths I could Travel are pointing me In 360 directions Which path I choose Is hard for me To imagine. If I move in one direction The circle collapses and My path becomes fixed I can’t help but wonder What would happen if I chose another path Where would that one lead me…
Flybe are consistent at one thing…being late. This airline has a serious problem. I have been flying to and from Edinburgh for the past 6 weeks. All 12 flights have been late. And I’m not talking a 10 or 20 minutes. They have been up to 3 hours late, like this morning! I’m suppose to…
You are a raven Against a blank sky The earth hides her colours From you while you hide Your true Self from her Your soul sighs behind a Prison of your own making Pacing back and forth In your tired eyes A prisoner, wrongly imprisoned Crying out for freedom Your soul’s cry falls on Deaf…
Here are a few photos of me performing some poetry at the peace festival you can click on the photos to enlarge them:
The Peace Festival in Leamington Spa was another great success. This year I wrote and performed a poem as part of the the Holy Wells Procession fringe event which took place on Sunday. The procession featured appearances by local artists, musicians, poets, storytellers, and dancers. The focal point of the event was us carrying around…
The lady with the best pair of legs you can imagine, Just a Girl in short shorts, has tagged me with the pieces of eight meme. It’s been a while since I’ve done a meme, so I thought I’d give this one a go. Rules: Each person posts the rules before their list, then they…
Action is character wrote F. Scott Fitzgerald. Syd Field expanded the idea to “what a person does is what he is, not what he says.” Now that was written in the context of creating characters for screenplays, but as I digested the statement, I thought how would that apply to me as a character. What…
In a box Constrain the four corners Of who I am What they can’t understand Is I don’t fit In a box But that doesn’t stop Other people trying Every which way the can To stuff me In a box I’d rather ride the waves Of infinite possibilities Exploring more realities Than live In a…
I overheard a conversation yesterday. A lady, must have been in her mid thirties, was filling out an application for a service. The agent asked her marital status. “I’m single,” says the lady. “Ok no problem,” replies the agent. The agent, about to proceed to the next question, is interrupted by the lady. “Well (slow…