Habits of the Soul...

Though I sometime since then alone have been, My heart goes jump when someone knocks At the door. Could that be you? Habits of the soul don’t die easy. The wrack Thrown up by the sea, Sea-salt-sun-dried-windy-sweet wrack, Thrown up by the sea; One wants to sniff the air....

He Said, She Said...

  “Let’s go walking you and I,” he said. “Beneath the roof of stars, Beneath the majestic shadows Of the trees,” she said. “You are a spring of life to me,” he said. “You are a strong anchor for me,” she said. “The trees heard us As they...

Tizer...

Once upon a time, Mum let me buy a Tizer at the local Off Licence. On the way back, the local Yobs wanted some but I refused.  Going in at the gate, the bottle Slipped from my fingers and smashed. In the red Tizer and glass-shard puddle, my child’ eyes, Wide and round with dismay,...

God go with you...

 God go with you wherever you may go, And ease your way through this unhappy vale; In you I found a friend I did never know Lived, that quickened my soul, so sere, so pale. Before you stepped across the threshold bare, So rough and untrodden; before you swept The cold ashes from the...