Category Archives: Peace

All the Flowers Have Died

  ALL THE FLOWERS HAVE DIED H. W. Bryce Today, Saturday, July 8th, 2023, marks the 500th day Of the Unkrainian invasion by Russia. Dedicted to all Ukrainians: — — The wasteland lay smouldering, Smoke wisps floating up like balloons … Continue reading

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A word to the Lonely Wanderer

  A Word to the Lonely Wanderer Inspired by two Facebook laments about being lonely. You wander, aimlessly, you say, Forever seeking, a destination Waiting out there for you. You say. Your friend, you say, is isolation. This may be … Continue reading

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You Don’t Have to…

  You Don’t Have to be… Grn  mini comp of nov 13, 2021 – H. W. Bryce You don’t have to be Christian, But if you love thy neighbour As you love yourself, you will be Honouring all Christians   … Continue reading

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Never a Time / Always a Time

  NEVER A TIME, ALWAYS A TIME  H. W. Bryce   Never a time to hate, never a time for war Never a time to dissemble, never to bore Never a time to beggar your neighbour Never a time to … Continue reading

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Portrait of a Mood

  PORTRAIT OF A MOOD   H. W. Bryce   Her face reflects a melancholy mood, Thoughtful, gentle, kindness of soul, exudes Patience and love, rejuvinations. Her face is a portrait of peace.   Slowly, she reawakens from her thoughtful … Continue reading

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Man of Many Colours

  MAN OF MANY COLOURS (Grn mini Nov 18/20 H.) H.  W. Bryce I am a man of many colours, Blood-red for love of fellow man, I bleed for the murdered, missing and maimed Blue for sadness, regret and melancholy, … Continue reading

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The Gift of Giving

  THE GIFT OF GIVING   H. W. Bryce   A gift given is a thing of value, Unasked, it is a golden treasure. No matter how small, it is part of you. Nothing asked in return—beyond measure!   The … Continue reading

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