Tag Archives: Hope

One Rose

  One Rose A Fontanelle H. W. Bryce Pop-pop-pop-pop And three men fall Pop-pop-pop-pop And three more die Blood paints designs On the whitewashed wall Six souls rise from bodies once tall No one asks why A little girl recoils … Continue reading

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The Other Side of Fear

  The Other Side of Fear On the other side of fear lies opportunity, A chance to act with pride, to find one’s dignity, A place to make atonement to all you’ve done a wrong, A sinner’s chance to sing … Continue reading

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Spin Doctor

  Spin doctor Spin Me a Tale Spin doctor, spin doctor, spin me a tale, One that no one can ever assail, Make it a tale that I can address, Just get me out of this terrible mess. Spin doctor, … Continue reading

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Once Upon a Mind

  Once Upon a Mind H. W. Bryce Once upon a mind I had dreams, I made plans, I lived my utmost day by day, I was bold, I had my say, I broke the bonds, I ope’d the bans, … Continue reading

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A Leek Affair

  A Leek Affair Someone told me after my reading of The Critic and the Poet that she liked my accent (Shakespearean), and I found myself wanting to write a Welch accent poem. That arises from my Grade 4 class … Continue reading

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The Shadow Cast Is Long

  The Shadow Cast Is Long The shadow cast is long, He haunts my every step, He echoes what’s in my heart… He matches each footstep. Oh, he may fade in time, When I grow into my strength, And your … Continue reading

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There Is Always Morning

  There Is Always Morning RE: There is always morning: –Gabriel Garcia Marquez. In his farewell re his lymphatic cancer (i.e., his last words to his public), he writes to the effect that If God forgot…(i.e., gave him more time), … Continue reading

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