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What Pegman Saw: They Came to Trade
They came to trade, they stayed to rule, They came with strange weapons and their tools; They claimed the protection of their god And believed that we’d be overawed. They took our food, they took our land, They broke us, … Continue reading
Sunday Picture Post: Dr Prunella
After last week’s Poison, I thought I’d go for something more … beneficial. Selfheal, prunella vulgaris, is the herbalist’s heal-all. The leaves dried and steeped to make a tisane, it can be used to treat throat infections, or it can … Continue reading
Cold Hands, Cold Heart
Glacial – the place you called home Glacial – the love you claimed you bore me Glacial – the heart you said was devoted to me Glacial – the smile you seldom turned on me Glacial – the looks that … Continue reading
What Pegman Saw: My Destination
Up early, a last double-check of the pack. Everything in, nothing forgotten? The taxi toots. We bundle in. ‘Coach station please.’ Saturday, turnaround day, the holidaymakers go home. The driver calls, ‘London Victoria.’ That’s ours. The coach is crowded, multi-ethnic … Continue reading
What Pegman Saw: I Revere Thee
To leave a life of wealth and power And enter a sea of suffering and pain To wander, begging bowl in hand While its cause and cure to find; Enlightenment at last beneath a tree: For these reasons I revere … Continue reading
A Light Amid Dark
“I’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my … Continue reading
What Pegman Saw: Stones for the Dead
Wood is for the living; stone for the dead. That’s the old way. Yes, Papa, but if we keep chopping down trees and grubbing them up, there’ll be nothing left but the ancestral stones. My boy, my boy, we honour … Continue reading
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What Pegman Saw: Aspire to the Sky
Aspire to the sky, O cathedral of glass Built by the broken backs of the mass Acquisition of money-begotten Aspirations of first-settlers forgotten Ye clever creed of Krafted-Plate Written for What Pegman Saw According to Wikipedia, this magnificent cathedral of … Continue reading
For Sophia
I discarded riches, discarded clothes Discarded flesh from off my bones To take the step incomparable To stand before you, Vulnerable. Written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt
What Pegman Saw: Different Times
Different times Different places Different people With different life-courses So many ways to live a life So many triggers to needless strife. Written for What Pegman Saw
