What I do is Me

What I do is Me

Each mortal thing does one thing and the same: Deals out that being indoors each one dwells; Selves – goes itself; myself  it speaks and spells, Crying What I do is me: for that I came.   I say more: the just man justices; Keeps grace: that keeps all his...
Distracted from distraction by distraction

Distracted from distraction by distraction

This twittering world Only a flicker Over the strained time-ridden faces Distracted from distraction by distraction Filled with fancies and empty of meaning Tumid apathy with no concentration Men and bits of paper, whirled by the cold wind That blows before and after...
Harvest: theirs and ours

Harvest: theirs and ours

We dare not ask you bless our harvest feast Till it is spread for poorest and for least. We dare not bring our harvest gifts to you Unless our hungry brothers share them too.                          Not only at this time, Lord; every day Those whom you love are dying...
Pull up the ladder Jack!

Pull up the ladder Jack!

Deal not with me God as I have dealt with Man In the prosperity which thou hast given me Helpless in his need a careless course I ran And now O Lord that thou hast driven me To my last gasp, I pray for all I am not worth Deal not with me as I have dealt on earth....

Dangerous Day Dreaming

All men dream but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their mindsj  awake to find that it is vanity; But the dreamers of the day are dangerous men for they may act with open eyes to make it possible.   T.E. Lawrence (1888 – 1935), Seven...