Category Archives: Reflections

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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The Last Post

  THE LAST POST with words by H The LAST POST Crispin Bryce   Sound ther Last Post! For soon will come the dawning. After the hush and deep, still calm of n ight, when radiant sunshine flood the bright … Continue reading

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One Sunny Afternoon

  One Sunny Afternoon   A mood poem   Circa mid 1950s, Regina   Early afternoon, sun streaks paint Slanted anti-shadows on the Scuffed-up, worn to grooves Beer parlor floor, which was propped open With a rusted old anvil.   … Continue reading

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All Roads

  ALL ROADS  H. W. Bryce   After Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken   All roads, they say, lead into Rome. What if I took Road A, so greened? Long I planned and and prayed, shalom, And what if … Continue reading

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Everything Old Was Not Bad

  EVERYTHING OLD WAS NOT BAD H. W. Bryce Notes There’s a tendency to abandon the old Not just old people into institutions But important traditions, institutions, Buildings, genres in music, story-telling Formats. Poetry, for examples, has swung From formal … Continue reading

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Maybe Tomorrow

  MAYBE TOMORROW H. W. Bryce Maybe tomorrow, things will be all right, Maybe tomorrow my sun will be bright, Maybe tomorrow will shine upon me And sorrow, sad sorrow, will set     me     free. I will remember the … Continue reading

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