Red Looking round this room I can see nothing red in color – only my red handbag at my side.It would seem that red is not a restful colour and here we have a
Life's Perspective ...when bombs were hitting our neighbourhood, we felt that we had a Guardian Angel, as our family survived.
Uncle G When praying on Remembrance Day for Uncle G I felt that I had known him impossible because I was not born
Ergo Sum . . .Who said 'ergo sum' was a master of the craft./ Was he a poet, was he a planner?/ No! Planning a poem often leads to disaster/ and never rings true. Let it be – let it happen/ let the kaleidoscope lead –
Reverie Peace, silence, not a chance! The world is all around/ cannot be muffled no matter how one pulls that duvet over ears/ world noise shatters us. . .
Poems & Prose by Pat Vicarey Letter from a Poet. . .I have read so many poems by famous poets long dead, but their art is lifelong and it speaks to me. I read when I am alone. Did the
