The Winds of Time
Winds of Time
I wrote this song last weekend as a tribute to my Dad, who I love very much. It was inspired by his current journey in the shadow lands of Alzheimer’s. When I was a child he was my hero and I will always appreciate the way he encouraged me to think and dream. [...]
Cry My Beloved Country
On Friday morning, as I visualised the prospect of healthy babies put down like unwanted puppies, I could only weep. This poem is an outporuing of those tears.
In Clay Jars
Having been reminded of the Story of The Little Tea Cup recently, I was also reminded of a poem I wrote for my youngest brother. At the time he was going through a losing battle with depression. It was so hard to watch him as he plunged again and again to the abyss of despair [...]
The Parable of the Little Tea Cup
I was reminded about this story of a little tea cup while talking to a good friend going through a really tough time over the last year or more. It is something my mother passed on in a email a little while ago while I was having tough times over a prolonged period of [...]