Category Archives: Poetry

Identity

Posted on October 6, 2016 by

I was asked to produce a poem on the theme of ABC (Americans born Chinese). After a lot of thought and a lot of dross the result was as follows. Please enjoy.  Identity A striped flag flutters Pulling against a … Continue reading →

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An Ordinary Road

Posted on August 17, 2016 by

I was thinking about some of the wonderful sights I witnessed this summer on my hike through Scotland along the West Highland Way, and it brought to mind how lucky I really am. This photo is from the Glen on … Continue reading →

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Pickthanks and Naysayers

Posted on August 10, 2016 by

Last week, two things jumped out at me: the word ‘pickthanks’ (which was to become a favourite) and a photograph from 1936. Well…the following was the result…   Why I Wear My Cross. In a world of pickthanks, he stood out- … Continue reading →

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Coming Home. 

Posted on July 18, 2015 by

We turned the corner of strange into familiar street, Where once we ran along, a long time ago, Where once we laughed, bled, kissed our way down. Here still it meanders unmoving, ever-distant A shattered reflection of stained memories reaching- … Continue reading →

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Another along a similar theme.

Posted on February 5, 2014 by

So yesterday I was feeling rather ill. Ahh, poor me! Today we hit the town. Raining in Nanjing, photos awaiting development. But it made me think that, when the future is so uncertain we must embrace what we have. What … Continue reading →

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A quiet day.

Posted on February 3, 2014 by

I have spent the day…what have I done? It has been one of those days spent just organising things at home. A rainy winter’s day that fades. Then a quiet evening playing music in the local bar. Nevertheless I have … Continue reading →

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Ego.

Posted on February 2, 2014 by

I have been imbibing the fruits of the vine today; perhaps too much. I have been with friends and I thank them for the warmth they afford me. So tonight a photograph and a pithy haiku I may regret in … Continue reading →

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