Living

Bound and burdened by shackles and chain
not of iron or steel but, of pain
confined in a...

People come and people go.
No matter rain or shine sun or snow.
One thing for sure I’m sure...

thought it was really over so many times before
But it wasnt ever really over
We keep coming...

The day before nostalgia, is a memory not yet made.
Impermanence the present, that’s about to be...

Oh noisy squawking seagulls
How deafening the sound
Swooping low scavenging
All the...

All throughout My time here,
I've filled these pages with my heart,
I've sang, I've wept, I'...

To sketch your life and the world we're in
Frame by frame let the fun begin
To take away the...

There you were, a splash of colour
Such as I had not seen for a while.
Darting, daring,...

When we think about living and getting old...

When we consider our options and what we would like...

"Your life,
is but,
a living story,
that you can let,
The Holy Spirit use,...

The many times we talked and we laughed will always be a great memory...

You told me about the hard...

"'Bring them Home brother!
Another soul,
waits for The Seed,
and Good News,
so...

It's not the times we're left with nought but ash, where once was one held dear that cause us to feel...

"I remember,
the temptation,
and how I have,
learned now,
how to turn my back...

Writing while happy is hard.
It's easier to write about a storm brewing in my head,
or knots...

At the bottom of my road two streets converge and meet
One of them is called Muswell Street
...

What's the point in all this doing,
when the world will just keep screwing
me into a...