Mums are heroes

The starving millions barely livingin war and famined lands.The deprivation of our youngwith gods of evil garnishing their walls.The daily slaughter rammed down our throatsfrom a one eyed monster in our homes.Who said life could be easywhen the worst is all we see.Our world of blue and greendaily shrinking before our eyesand the creatures living…

from a cry for helpthan it is to stay.Time rules our liveshaving to be here and there.We all have appointmentsthat just cannot wait.Wouldn’t it be niceto stop for a momentto extend a handhelping someone through a crisis.Sadly, not many people dobecause it’s so easyto walk awaythan it is to stay.

Who fought long battlesAnd paid with their livesWe remember the gloriesWe have forgotten the pain, ,of the widows and orphans,of those who will never return again.We remember the machineryWith which battles were foughtBut the names of the fallenAre all but forgot.We remember, we sayWith the crimson petalled poppyAnd silence at elevenOn Remembrance DayBut of all…

their shadows move in rhythmic motionspirouetting on any object near.All resident shadows glidebeneath a sunset glowcreating a world of movementuntil they fall asleepunder the nights black gown.The moon will soon arrivewith silver fingers stretchingacross the black maw of nightand the Dancing shadowsturn silver under the moonlight.8 June 2013

with insecurity and vulnerability.To many that might seem strangeand to others it might seem I have it all.A lasting marriage,fulfilling my dreams one at a time,friends around the world.You ask what elsecould anyone really want.When I was youngwhatever I didmy sister or someone elsecould always do it bettereven when I succeeded,at least that is what…

mainly good or mainly bad.Most perspectives are trainedon the bad and the good is pushed aside.You read in the newspapers almost everyday,and all the time the bad is all you hear.The good deeds done are just merely shoved aside.27 May 2008