I am a poet Although I don’t look the part Nor do I act the part What could that mean anyway? I may not always rhyme Or follow the rules In fact I rarely choose to do so I don’t even know that name for what I do However, that which I choose... Continue Reading →
What Are You Feeding?
I recently read a post from Mel Wild (http://melwild.wordpress.com/2014/08/21/working-from-rest-part-one/ ) on “why we should work from rest, which is simply abiding in Christ when you're busy doing other things”. One of the main things that I got from it was a notion that I felt I had slipped recently from living a life of worship... Continue Reading →
Broken male culture – Part 6 – Identity
Identity, this is a subject I have touched on so many times in different guises over the last year it seems almost redundant to write about it again. Yet in addition to giving you the links to some of my previous entries, I feel there is something specific to broken male culture that needs to... Continue Reading →
He walks through life wearing a brilliant disguise He looks the part, the part they expect Yet he has never felt comfortable in that role He never conformed like he should have The destructive wild streak Feral instincts so difficult to subdue Ashamed of the truth, he hides it The disguise serves him well... Continue Reading →
Sometimes I Miss the City
Sometimes I miss the city I miss feeling like I belong Not lost in a sprawling mass of muddled towns But part of something identifiable Sometimes I miss walking to the store Stumbling home from the pub Maybe catching a train Or riding the bus with stinky people Most days though, I prefer... Continue Reading →