For too long I have pretended To be something I’m not Ever since I was a small child I felt I had to be perfect I am not I am far from it But this is not about Putting myself down This is about being myself I’m done with pretending So yeah, I tried to…… Continue reading Pretence

Ponderings on Church Bells

The bells ring At the village church Reminding me With guilty start That there are Things I should Be doing Not lying In bed reading poems And smothered Reminders of Other guilt pangs Because I hear the call But I ignore And reject the childhood Years of Sunday Best and twicely Visits to “God’s house”…… Continue reading Ponderings on Church Bells