At the end of the day, a pinkish red Sunset breaches clouds, bouncing colours like it’s whispering “goodnight”. Thunder rumbles. Lightening crawls. No water… Read more Signs of Life
Category: Poetry
This Tree
… This tree. The trees which surround it. Unique in its silence. ‘Planted by water’[i] ‘Finding strength’ after fire[ii] Repeating hope by reflection through a… Read more This Tree
Resolve
*** Christus Victor. In the stillness of this morning I kneel. Like a soldier before a King, spiritual… Read more Resolve
Silhouette of Routine
The mist of early morning clears. Midmorning comes and the pleasant atmosphere betrays whatever comfort it had held in an earlier promise. By lunchtime,… Read more Silhouette of Routine
A Garden Rendezvous
Hand raised. People stare. Blood drips, matted hair. Limited movement, no one helps Every inch felt. Nail enters, sinew breached.… Read more A Garden Rendezvous
Fragment of thoughts: After all…
These are not glamorous expressions, And they are questionably worthy of their audience. They constantly find themselves in a state… Read more Fragment of thoughts: After all…
Rod Lampard 