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THE WRITING PROCESS

‘The Day I Redrew Myself in Mine Own Eyes’ – an Essay .. I am a writer. I am concerned only with the writing experience. First and foremost I am not unduly worried about how you, the reader, may respond. … Continue reading

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Letters of faith #2

On: Losing my possessions Is faith believing for what I don’t have or letting go of what I have already? Sometimes we fret and are anxious Sometimes dark clouds invade our minds and we worry What will happen if? What … Continue reading

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Letters of faith #1

Non non regrette rien … How is it that all our apparent mistakes Have made us what we are? And if we are what we are, because of mistakes Why should our children, who might wish to follow in our … Continue reading

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OKAPI THOUGHTS

Okapi Thoughts . . In the beginning when I first believed I thought I saw a bandicoot give birth Understood the truth of Job’s complaint  Learned how to write the truth in stone < – > It was all strange … Continue reading

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MY 4 CHILDREN !

   My Four Children … .. .. I wrote a play once for my 4 children I gave them special names to match their characters Sarallius, Debradella, Warrickolius, and Michelangelo They were to be as Norsk Gods but more than … Continue reading

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LEAVING .. .

Introduction: I wrote this piece in 1990 to describe the feeling that everything is moving away from us, everything is in retreat. The ‘Expanding Universe’ or at least the theory of  ‘Blue Shift’ indicates that at least by stealth everything is in retreat. … Continue reading

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ITS A BAILEY

when I was six years old    in nineteen fifty-seven     on a sunday morning  with  2 way  family favourites playing on the radio     I came down late for breakfast      which was a weetabix       and … Continue reading

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its a bailey …

it is hard to describe the warmth and security two pals can derive from a walk into town to buy a shiny  spiral exercise book and a new papermate biro with which to record such important details as 1st round … Continue reading

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it’s a bailey …

its a bailey … Adworld … … o yes and it is an adworld ◉ as though you could add to this world at all ◉ add feeling  add sense  add quality ◉ job walked with god and god did … Continue reading

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IT’S A BAILEY …

its a bailey … … blur   the pop group   blur   produced an album called modern life is rubbish  ◉     there are so many things about life today that are rubbish   that get us depressed and … Continue reading

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