My brother-in-law was traveling home today and as he couldn’t go to church before leaving, he broke his journey in a city in the Midlands where there is a cathedral and went to a service there!

Then he went home and drank a lot of beer.

He has not yet fed the 5,000!

Ray Queer’s cat’s in parquet

Request cats get parts in play.

I forgive you your twins. But you must dissent when you can.

All unmarried versions please report to the press bitterly

Guardian angels leave heaven on sight.

Cheerio, Elaine’s son

Hail glorious St Hat Trick.
Lord, it’s hearsay.
Lord, I’m worser
Forgive all dear trespassers.
Blessed is the foot of thy broom.
Pay for us now and the whore at our death.
I believe in none,God.
The communion of tyrants

Criminals will be persecuted in rhyme
.
Jesus wants me for his angels.
The Ten Demanding Torments are here.
Have you paid for your wrecks yet?
For all the saints who laboured at their tests
For all the painted ghosts
Remember man thy tart is bust
Ash to ash,dust if you must
Forgive us an hour’s trespassing and we shall be in heaven
Please do as you would have fun by.

Do you resent both your sins ?

You are not allowed any descent from the church.

The vital line was drawn with one brush stroke
The way the back leant curving into space
The dance and danger both are thus evoked

Like a play, a drama, fire and smoke
A dance performed so swiftly and with grace
The vital line was drawn with one brush stroke

The heavy bull is pounding,is provoked.
A threat, a man,  intrudes into his space
The dance and danger both are still evoked

See, the  matador throw out his cloak
A   dash of black, and here we see his face
The vital line was drawn with one brush stroke

The mind needs just a hint to  see the whole
We fill the present with our past distaste
The dance and danger, mirroring dark smoke

 Acting both dramatic and displaced 

The artist may still love what she forsakes 

The vital line was drawn with one brush stroke 

he dance and danger ,life and death evoked

Feel so sad and lonely, lost my mind

I dreamed that I could buy one on the net

But now my eyes are bad I’m going blind

Folk that once did love me seem unkind

They don’t want the needy in their set

Feel so sad and lonely lost my mind

Someone’s cut the ties that used to bind

Waking up at dawn my mind’s afrit

My eyes are bad I think I’m going blind

God  have mercy on me and my kind

In the night I’m fearful of rat bites

I feel so sad and lonely, lost my mind

Get out out a pen and write while ink is wet

Make some words or draw – there is time yet

I feel so sad and lonely, lost my mind

Disabled, anxious, afraid of being blind

Getting older suffering too much pain

Losing friends and family,lovers too

Struggling through the ice on cold terrains

Falling down and struggling up again

Feeling sad and lonely feeling blue

Getting older suffering too much pain 

Of all my rich full life what now remains?

Looking all around there is no clue

Struggling through The ice on this terrain

Why does suffering make us feel ashamed?

I still  engage with life and all that’s  new

Getting older suffering so much pain

Must we take our medicine when it’s due?

I thought that I was wise but have no clue

Getting older suffering so much pain

Struggling through this icy bleak terrain