A Hand in the Bird I am a maiden who is forty, And a maiden I shall stay. There are some who call me haughty, But I care not what they say. . I was running the tombola At our church bazaar today, And doing it with great gusto In my usual jolly way …. […]
The Assyrian came down like a wolf on the fold And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee (From “The Destruction of Sennacherib” by Lord Byron 1815) Monday 3rd October 2016 […]
I closed my eyes Drew back the curtain to see for certain What I thought I knew Far Far away Someone was weeping But the world was sleeping Any Dream Will Do . I wore my coat With golden lining Bright colors shining Wonderful and New And in the East The Dawn was breaking […]
