my word in your ear

Electronic communication across the airways in one form or another is inundating our lives 24 by 7.

The Prayer of St Aidan of Lindisfarne Leave me alone with God as much as may be.

Shakespeare’s sonnet 130 is a little different from many more popular sonnets and the summer day comparison – My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips' red; If snow be whit…

On life and poetry creation … making the most of a situation … surviving the event … As Well as They Can As well as it can, the hooked fish while it dies, Gasping for life, threshing in terror and pain, Its torn mouth parched, grit in its delicate eyes,

This is a follow up from my previous Post showing the full poem by Robert William Service.

Below is a portion of a poem by Robert Service used by Sir Douglas Mawson (1882 – 1958) written in his own hand in a book from the John King Davis Collection at the Australian Antarctic Division library, at the end of the poem he makes an apology to Robert

The End When I was One, I had just begun.

To the Foot From Its Child A child's foot doesn't know it's a foot yet And it wants to be a butterfly or an apple But then the rocks and pieces of glass, the streets, the stairways and the roads of hard earth keep teaching the foot that it can't fly, that…

A piece of paper I saw this black piece of paper And it looked Kind of lonely, Like it needed someone To talk to.

I wanted to be surprised To such a request, the world is obliging.

Our Father Our Father, Mother of all life living in timeless beauty your name is sacred, always to be praised and adored.

It is Anzac Day, held annually on April 25.