Sloop
When
I'm good and ready
when
my mind is clear and
my
hands are steady
I
can chart a course,
until
then
the
doldrums become the page
and
there is calmness in the pen
and
it's all very well saying that
praying
could help me, won't
somebody
save me from
the
seventh day
Adventists?
when
you're yawning away like a good un
and
the North star flies past like a pigeon
any
excuse that you make sounds quite wooden
it's
time to go to bed.
John Smallshaw
Creative
writing facilitator at .The House of St Barnabas, writer of poetry and narrator
for 'Lunch Break', a play by Brian Beaton, Participant at the BBC Edinburgh
Fringe Festival, currently rehearsing my role in 'Swedish' another play by Mr
Beaton.
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Poetry
fortitude is missing in society. thank God it can still be found in poetry.
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