Deaf to the oppressed.

Are you listening? A lonely voice echoes off the cliffs of fixed ears that will only hear if its tune fits. — They called over and over, hoping in vain for the murmuring of many distant voices that crowded around, to tune out nuisance noise; to make  a dent in the deepening declivity of intentions… Continue reading Deaf to the oppressed.

Where Land is Rare

I stood on the cliffs and looked out to blue, blue sea, the bobbing boats with lines and nets in the bounty. ——- An innocence spread out on the tortured ruins below the rippling waves where we came too    late, too       slow.  – Heard the bells of the churches and cathedrals… Continue reading Where Land is Rare

Goodness Sown

Politics is the name but man -ipulation the game as they  have learned to use our  prejudices against us, leaning on us like toppling trees to sway our thinking and blow away our morality. Murdoch has tumbled the ——————— numbers to open he safe, of sanity and pushed the news into his own road. And… Continue reading Goodness Sown

A Moment of Grace

For a moment it blazed across the sky, deep rubies, amethyst and gold as the sun sank below the sea leaving me. I looked and saw through the  colours into a lit space where all was possible beyond imagining, For a moment time stopped.  Then the sun sank and darkness collected around me – yet… Continue reading A Moment of Grace

Help! Look what’s happened!

O phial from astra Zeneca we adore you, the first drops made in Europe  delayed by ports and threats and paperwork. Millions more expected, so they say as they sit around a table and nod their heads with Eton wisdom, while thousands and thousands and more sicken daily, and a thousand and more die from… Continue reading Help! Look what’s happened!

A Woman’s Choice

She peeled back her skin and saw that she was raw material for a  marketing machine that would make a fortune in denying the fragile existence of a woman  because she was fitted out in the wrong covering.  —— Leaving her tight skin friends another floated into money by stripping out her stomach and pretending… Continue reading A Woman’s Choice

Ghosts of Christmas

They politely exercise their prero -gatives by     sitting on our beds when we crack open an urgent eye to begin the day. They come to us in each piece of wrapping  paper and gift, the stockings on the mantelpiece breaking open wounds and joys and hurts and  crazy memories of floundering ———— in… Continue reading Ghosts of Christmas

White Supremacy

Its competitiveness that daunts the faint hearted, bullied into a  dark place where submission is heroic and the soul crushed by  their insistence and persistence  pushing them further into the  darkness. Then, white skinned  see only their own worth and  break down the barriers of  investment port folios and  grab at the next chance to … Continue reading White Supremacy

The Shepherds

Did the star, so bright, kill the night? The baby silent in submission to the hands of unloved men and women? Did angels hover and sing so sweetly? Filling the sky with their susurration, articulating the glory of an organic God? ================================ Did Mary know that the sweat, pain and agony of giving birth; was… Continue reading The Shepherds

A Letter to Santa

I’ve written my letter and sent you my note, he’s bound to see just what I wrote, its not a lot but I’m sure he’ll see that all these things are not for me. ============= Dear Santa, please may I have a big box of peace, homes and hope along with my socks, a jigsaw… Continue reading A Letter to Santa