Waiting
Glorious crimson when I close my eyes Memories of a life and the golden pretend. Copyright John de Gruyther 2016
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The Fox and the Devil
Spring may herald foxes But devils still dream My Dad wept as Law back-heeled Will my son remember Rashford’s celebratory Continue reading
The Paisley Soul of a Stricken Man
It might have been called a chapel but I found no God or spirituality there and it might have had Continue reading
Edgar
You push it down ’cause it hurts You look in the mirror because you do Hollow face is that you? Continue reading
White Gold
Crimson Flight: http://youtu.be/dNU4OyqWuoo
A tax on honey
Not the righteous But sinners Mercy Not sacrifice He got up and followed Absolute image of government corruption casting aside Continue reading
Fragile traffic
A pint at Teagues Joking about public transport This is no greyhound to Pittsburgh But what’s so bad about that? Continue reading
Jumping into open
The second part of my thoughts following the children’s spirituality workshop on Saturday. We were shown a series of photographs Continue reading
