I miss out on a third of the day
Sleep on
I lie down to sleep and lose control
Sleep on
...
HEAVEN IS WHERE…
There are no houses yet no homelessness
There is no money yet no penury
...
When I am laid in earth
And my body and soul are dead
Will my spirit have my name on it?
...
Just preached a sermon in Church
Have preached a thousand before
But never before felt such a lurch
Away from my vow of one not four.
...
The cold breeze through the window left ajar as I rest
Reminds me that summer is gone and autumn is stirring,
Bringing sadness as the lawn is mown for the last time
Sadness as summer shorts give way to warmer trousers.
...
He has mellowed, hasn’t he?
They said of the erstwhile firebrand
Why are older teachers so mellow?
Said the pupils in school one day
...
They streamed in
like creepers curling
round a great tree trunk
...