This is a poem about gender bias but then the truth of who we are in God.
I often walk round the city looking at old buildings. They outlast their owners. There must be a multitude of untold stories.
Life can be busy, too busy to observe. A narrative, fictional poem inspired by observing.
One of the greatest commands is to love your neighbour. What does that mean to you? Do you even know your neighbours? Are your motives condition or unconditional? Let's grapple, debate and discuss.
This is a poem in memory of my Dad James Gilbert Rosie 1935 - 2014.
Inspired by Wilfred Owen - a tribute to World War One
A pantoum has a set style and sequence to it. I love poetry and I work in missions. So this poem is combining two of my loves. A pantoum poem about my ministry. Setting me a creative challenge.
A walk through the woods, Is never the same Some days it is dry and crisp. There is a snap and a crunch underfoot, And a fragrant smell in the air. The walk in the woods, Is never the same As the dew...
This poem is a reflection after a night of Street Pastoring.
A poem to remember those who serve in the armed forces.
Everyone can save money some way. If you want to take control of your finances then there are some practical tips for helping you budget. With plastic cards its all too easy to just spend without taking notice of...
I wrote this after staying in a holiday home on a cliff edge that has land slippage.
She has grown into a beautiful woman, Yet I wonder what lies beneath, She comes across so confident But her insecurities bubble away. Her lifestyle is so fanciful, Just like her childhood days Where once...
My passion for poetry was first established when I had to sit through an hour class dedicated to Poetry. I never knew then what an influence my teacher would be. This is a thank you to him.
You can find inspiration to write through every day life experiences. Never make assumptions!
Have you ever wanted to write and instead you have stared at a blank page? These are some simple ideas that can help you get over the dreaded writer's block
Looking back at twenty years, How have they gone so fast. Looking back at laughter and tears It has been a turbulent past. Some friendships grow and flourish Others have drifted apart Some memories are...
I first started to write poetry as a teenager. If I am honest, I kind of fell into it. I was however very fortunate, as when I was in S1 and S2 of secondary education, I had an English class dedicated to poetry - with a...
I tried making bread years ago and failed. I convinced myself it was too hard and complicated. I then thought to try it again but I don't have a fancy breadmaker. THIS IS A SIMPLE RECIPE that DOES NOT NEED A...
A Poem in memory of my cousin who fought lost her fight with Cancer.
How to make home made candles. A list of supplies and helpful hints
Does God ever ask you to do something that was not even remotely on your radar? Here is what I learnt from a trip to Germany and the stories of Moravian missionaries in the 1700's.
Political correctness is something that bugs me. It has been created by people who want you to be in fear of offending someone. What right has someone got to tell me what offends me? This is an account of an actual...
In this time of cuts or purses and wallets are being squeezed tighter and tighter. This is a practical hub to help you remain in control instead of feeling overwhelmed. Everyone can save money in some way.