I invited myself in.
I was not asked,
and, unsure of my right to stay,
I slipped into the crowds on your well-peopled perimeter,
hoping at least to rest there
unnoticed at the safe edge of your love.
But I have seen the mountains in your eyes,
immense and unknown,
dreaming in the distance.
And I shall take your hand
and whispering, say,
"If we slip quietly
into our travelling shoes
we can be there by sunset."
For a friend.
These poems are the fruit of almost 30 years of occasional writing. They were written as private reflections, or for friends and family. I hadn't intended them for public consumption, but people have told me now and then that they thought I should share them, so I have. I shall add new poems if and when I write them, though a lot of my words tend to go into sermons these days!
If you find something you like and find helpful, you are welcome to use it and share it, but please make sure my name stays attached to it.
The poems are posted in no particular order, but the labels - click on links below - should help you find poems on various themes.
There are also separate pages on this blog containing links to music composed by my husband, Philip, and to Christmas stories which I have told here at Seal in place of sermons on Christmas Day.